In shadows' embrace, a heart's song sighs,
Whispers woven with fragile threads, it tries.
Love's gentle touch, a balm to souls weeping,
Silent echoes of dreams softly, keeping.
Hope's flickering flame, steadfast and true,
Guiding lost spirits, hearts anew.
Each tear a poem, etched upon night,
Unseen treasures, bathed in moon's soft light.
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