THE UNEXPECTED RETURN.

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In shadows deep where secrets hide, The unadorned in flames once cried. His fate was sealed in fire's embrace, A tale of sorrow, no trace, no face.

The village watched with solemn eyes, As embers danced beneath the skies. A judgment passed, a soul to burn, In ash and smoke, they saw no return.

Yet whispers linger in the night, Of footsteps soft, just out of sight. A presence felt in winds that moan, A ghost, a shadow, not alone.

In darkened woods where secrets creep,
The unadorned walks in his sleep.
A life reborn in silence bound,
A mystery where none have found.

His heart still beats, a secret flame,
In whispered winds, they speak his name.
A soul unburned, in shadows cast,
A truth concealed in echoes past.

The village whispers, tales untold,
Of spirits brave and hearts of gold.
In the shadows deep, the unadorned lies,
Alive in ways that none surmise.

For in the dark where secrets weave, A tale of life begins to breathe. A man once burned, in shadows thrives, A mystery of lives and lies.

 A man once burned, in shadows thrives, A mystery of lives and lies

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