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╔. ■ .═══════╗ 'In hues of twilight, whispers softly speak, A writer's quill dances, tender and meek. With strokes that paint serenity's embrace, In shades of blush, they find their tranquil place. 'Their canvas blooms with pastels, gently swayed, As if by moonlight, in quietude arrayed. Each word a petal, each senten...