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She had known me from my cradle days
And had known my name even before the world did
Her fragrance , my muse
My story, her delight.

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It's a quiet truce with the world outside
A place where the mask can fall
A place where the heavy door click
With laughter of pain and joy

It's the only place where silence speak
A place where we are truly free
A place where the heart is heard
A place where the walls knows our name