A soul of a writer, a poet, an artist never dies they are immortal cause they carry a magic of ink splattered on paper.
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Somewhere deep there lies the raging ocean of emotions beneath us,
So maybe tracing do...
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When daylight fades and shadows fall, Night's haunting lullaby enthralls, Softly sung by the nocturnal breeze, Echoing through the rustling trees.
The melodies of darkness, they sway, As moonbeams dance, enchant and play, Whispering secrets from dusk till dawn, In a language only the night knows upon.
A soothing harmony of flickering stars, Guiding the dreams that traverse afar, Drifting souls embrace this tender refrain, In the arms of night's gentle domain.
So let night's lullaby serenade your mind, As the world grows still, troubles left behind, For in the embrace of this nocturnal song, Peace and rest in abundance belong.
