In the realm where shadows dance,
Beneath a sky of monochrome drift,
Whispers linger in the twilight trance,
As memories fade like misshapen gifts.
Restless waves crash on the shores,
Each ebb and flow a story untold,
In the silence where longing pours,
A heart wrapped tight in a longing fold.
Fractured prism of shattered dreams,
Reflecting truths we dare not face,
We navigate through silent screams,
Lost in the tempests of empty space.
Celestial whispers draw our eyes,
To stars that flicker, dim and far,
Painting the night in muted sighs,
Like ghosts of hope, our guiding star.
Static tides collide in the haze,
Where echoes dwell in the gray expanse,
Caught in the ripples of endless phase,
Longing for a chance, a fleeting glance.
In this space of ethereal light,
We seek the warmth of a brighter day,
Yet find ourselves, in the still of night,
Chasing shadows that drift away.
As the dawn breaks with tender grace,
A promise rising from the dark abyss,
We learn to embrace the quiet space,
Finding peace in the cosmic kiss.
So here we stand, though winds may howl,
With hearts resilient in the twilight glow,
Guided by dreams that softly prowl,
Through the somber aurora, we learn to grow.
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Somber aurora, monochrome drift, restless waves, fractured prism, celestial whispers, static tides, ethereal haze