in gardens amidst the blooming roses
with their enchanting fragrance
and radiant appearance
near lurks a shadow vast,
a whispere of memories from past,
suddenly seems to appear.
the glades gleaming of a tranquil scene,
with bright laughters under the vast sky
but in unseen spaces, echoes a silent voice
hiding stories lost in time.
the shimmering ocean in watery blue,
obscure the depths where fears resides,
with every crest a hidden well,
a tempest’s heart, a silent hell.
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