In silent whispers of the night,
Where shadows dance with soft moonlight,
A tale of dreams begins to weave,
In realms where only hearts believe.
Beneath the stars, a voice so clear,
Calls out to those who dare to hear.
A symphony of thoughts untold,
In whispered secrets, brave and bold.
Each word a treasure, rare and true,
A piece of me, a gift to you.
In quiet corners of the mind,
Such echoes of creation find.
Hold this poem close, my friend,
A private gift, a journey’s end.
For in these lines, a bond is made,
A silent vow, in shadows laid.
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