The Story of an Hour

Emotional Odyssey: The Story of Liberation and Solitude
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Lyrics

Beginning was quick

The start was swift.

But without any second thoughts

Without hesitation or doubts.

Just one thousand emotions

Experiencing a multitude of emotions.

Beginning of the end

It marks the commencement of the conclusion.

Sitting by the window

Seated near the window.

Looking at the world

Observing the world outside.

Thousand human beings

Amidst countless people.

But she's still alone

Despite this, she remains isolated.

Thinking bout his tender hands

Reflecting on the touch of her beloved.

Folded in death

His hands, now motionless in death.

Face that never looked

A face that never gazed upon her except with love.

Save with love upon her

Except with an expression of love directed at her.

Now her bosom fell disorderly

Her chest heaved in disarray.

Powerless white slender hands to be

Her powerless, slender white hands.

Words escaped her slightly parted lips

She softly uttered words.

She said it over, over and over

Repeated the words continuously.

Free, free, free

An expression of feeling liberated.

Free, free, free

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Free, free, free

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Free, free, free

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Sitting by the window

Reiteration of her isolation amidst the world.

Looking at the world

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Thousand human beings

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But she's still alone

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Thinking bout his tender hands

Recollection of her beloved's touch and expression of love.

Folded in death

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Face that never looked

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Save with love upon her

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Now her bosom fell disorderly

Her emotions are tumultuous and disordered.

Powerless white slender hands to be

Her hands seem feeble and lacking power.

Words escaped her slightly parted lips

She murmurs words through her slightly parted lips.

She said it over, over and over

Continuously repeating her feeling of liberation.

Free, free, free

Continued expression of feeling free.

Free, free, free

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Free, free, free

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Free, free, free

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