Discontentment

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Amidst the shadows where discontent dwells,
In the hollows of hearts, where desolation swells,
There lies a tempest, brewing unseen,
A storm of unrest, in the soul's ravine.

It creeps like a phantom, silent and sly,
A whispering doubt, beneath the sky.
In the depths of longing, it finds its hold,
A seed of discord, relentless and bold.

In the pursuit of more, in the quest for gain,
Discontentment lurks, in sorrow's domain.
It whispers of dreams that remain unmet,
And stirs the embers of regret.

Yet in its grasp, a lesson to glean,
For discontent births the drive to dream.
It fuels the fire, igniting the soul,
To seek beyond, to reach the goal.

Discontentment, though a bitter pill to swallow,
Can be the catalyst for a brighter tomorrow.
For in its depths lies the power to ignite,
The flames of ambition, burning bright.

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