In the twilight's glow, secrets unfold,
A tale of words, both new and old.
Like whispers of wind, they twist and turn,
Double meanings, in language they churn.
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Hearts can race, not just in love's embrace,
But in a marathon's challenging race.
Stars may shine, not just in the sky,
But in dreams, aspirations soar high.
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Time may fly, like birds on the wing,
But it also heals, each sorrow it'll bring.
A wave can crash, upon the shore,
Or a friendly hello, at someone's door.
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Double meanings, a linguistic delight,
Unveiling depths, in words takes flight.
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