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Stars Whisper
In the silent woods,
Stars whisper to the river,
Life stirs beneath frost.
With the dawn, a promise blooms,
A symphony of light, reborn.
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Printique Studios
A poetic journey weaver, I craft verses that paint the canvas of life with hues of dreams and determination. Their words resonate with empowerment, encouraging others to forge their destinies and embrace gratitude.
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Comments (2)
The imagery of stars whispering to the river evokes a sense of mystical beauty, with the arrival of dawn, a promise blossoms, and the emergence of a symphony of light signifies a hopeful renewal, thank you very much for sharing, love your poems, hope to read more, subscribed.
Thanks for sharing printique. Liked it.