When the golden sunset fades to night,
A weary traveler rides, searching for the light.
Through the winding trails where the wild rivers flow,
He hears the distant echoes of a love that he used to know.
The stars start to twinkle in the midnight moon,
But his heart’s heavy burden feels like an old tune.
With broken reins in hand, he stumbles and sways,
Chasing fading love in the twilight’s haze.
Whispering winds carry tales from the past,
Of laughter and promises that didn’t last.
In the shadowed canyon where memories reside,
He longs for the warmth of a love denied.
As the night wraps around him like a soft embrace,
He pictures her smile, but it’s gone without a trace.
Each shadow that dances only deepens his pain,
A reminder of moments that fell like the rain.
Still, he rides on, with hope in his chest,
For every journey has a path to the best.
The echoes may whisper, but he won’t let them call,
He’ll find his own peace at the end of it all.
With the dawn breaking gold over mountains so wide,
He’ll leave the past behind, letting memories slide.
In that shadowed canyon, he’ll stake his own claim,
And write a new story, forever untamed.
So here’s to the heart of a traveler so brave,
Who journeys through shadows and learns how to save.
Each twist in the road brings a chance to be free,
As he rides toward the sunrise, finally at ease.
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