Solemn requiem, where shadows dwell

• In chambers deep where secrets softly swell,  
  Echoes breathe through these shadowed halls,  
  Whispers of time that gently calls.  
  
  A sacred hymn we weave in night,  
  With every note, a prayer takes flight,  
  As fleeting time dances on a thread,  
  We gather the memories that linger in red.  
  
  In quiet reflection, our hearts unite,  
  Mending the fragments lost from sight,  
  Each fervent sigh, a soft lament,  
  As we seek solace, our spirits ascent.  
  
  The candles flicker, their glow does fade,  
  Yet in this moment, our fears invade,  
  Yet, hope glimmers in the waning light,  
  A promise of dawn amidst the night.  
  
  So let us sing this mournful tune,  
  Beneath the watchful gaze of the moon,  
  For though the shadows may veil the day,  
  In love and loss, we find our way.  
  
  Through solemn requiem, we learn to cope,  
  In the shadowed halls, we kindle hope,  
  Time may be fleeting, yet here we abide,  
  In quiet reflection, our souls are tied.  
  
  With every breath, our story we weave,  
  In the heart’s soft chamber, we will believe,  
  And when the final echoes do depart,  
  A requiem etched in the depth of the heart.

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