Hidden Voice

 With every value conveyed, I’ll let it shine bright. In the unusual theme of my story, I’ll bridge the gaps of the globe.

In the silence of the night, 

when the world sleeps tight,

I listen to the whispers, 

calling out at the remote site.

Every emotion that lingers, 

every secret sigh,

There’s a hidden voice, 

echoed around.

Through the shadows and the doubt, 

I overcome conventional wisdom.

Breaking through the silence, 

cutting through the stereotype.

In the depths of my understanding, 

value can be refined.

A melody of courage, 

a spark of creative mind.

In the echoes of the past, 

where fears used to roam,

I’ll listen to the whispers, 

I’ll wrap up and conclude.

With every idea I share, 

I’ll let it be clear,

This hidden voice inside, 

Just part of realm.

So let the world listen, 

let the truth unfold,

With this unusual experience, 

I’ll share my views.

In the substance of true understanding, 

I’ll weave my talent,

With every idea shared, 

let it flow.

In views shaped,

let it be objective,

The truth is on my side, 

I’ll make it clear.

With every value conveyed, 

I’ll let it shine bright,

In the unusual theme of my story, 

I’ll bridge the gaps of the globe.

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