In the hush of night, where shadows glide,
Silent tide, it whispers dreams, unconfined.
Trembling whispers dance on the breath of the sea,
Carried through the void, like forgotten symphonies.
Auroral gleam in the chill of dawn,
Colors brush the horizon, like a fragile fawn.
Boundless frost holds the echoes of light,
Crafting realms where day and darkness unite.
When the chromatic light spills over the shore,
Every fragment breaks and weaves lore once more.
In spectral shimmer, futures intertwine,
Underneath the surface, buried hopes align.
So I drift with the current, through memory's maze,
Searching for the warmth in these fragmented waves.
With every turn, I find pieces of me,
In the chaos of whispers, I long to be free.
But the night cannot hold what the dawn must reveal,
Like the tides will retreat, so too the heart heals.
In the depths of the ocean, where secrets abide,
I’ll learn to embrace every shifting tide.
And in the final echo, where time finds its peace,
I'll cherish the fragments, and let my soul release.
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Fragmented waves, silent tide, trembling whispers, auroral gleam, boundless frost, chromatic light, spectral shimmer