In the twilight whispers, dreams begin to flow,
Fragmented pulse in the shadows laced,
Caught in a spiral, lost in a time and space.
Velvet echoes dance along the breeze,
Carrying secrets through the trembling leaves,
Distant shards of a memory, bright,
Woven in shadows, igniting the night.
Luminous haze where the stars are born,
Guiding the drifters, the weary and worn,
In drifting reverie, we float and we sway,
Chasing the dawn that never comes 'til day.
We wander on paths where the flickers collide,
Haunted by visions that we cannot hide,
Chasing the whispers that linger so near,
Footsteps in silence, our fate becomes clear.
As time gently unravels, the mist starts to fade,
Each moment a thread in the tapestry made,
With velvet echoes whispering our names,
Lost in the silence, we'll never be the same.
So let's ride the silence, let our spirits ignite,
Through the twilight whispers, we'll claim our right,
In a world of illusions, we find our way,
As we drift into dreams where the shadows play.
Together we'll savor the twilight's embrace,
In the silent vortex, we've found our place.
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Silent vortex, twilight whispers, fragmented pulse, velvet echoes, distant shards, luminous haze, drifting reverie