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In the quiet of the night,
Where whispers softly tread,
Lies a heart, so still,
With words unsaid.
Through corridors of memory,
Emotions gently flow,
A dance of silent echoes,
In a realm only I know.
A tear, a smile, a sigh,
Entwined in twilight's grasp,
Unspoken dreams of yesterdays,
In shadows they do clasp.
Love's gentle touch, now a ghost,
Wanders through the soul,
Leaving traces on the wind,
Of a story left untold.
In the silence, there’s a yearning,
A longing for the past,
Where the heart could speak in whispers,
And time could never last.
Words are the paintbrushes of the mind, and with each stroke, I strive to create a masterpiece that leaves a lasting impression.
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