In the quiet of twilight's embrace,
Where memories dance with gentle grace,
I seek to recapture fleeting dreams,
Lost in time's relentless streams.
Whispers of moments once held dear,
Echo softly, drawing near,
Like fragments of a fading song,
Yearning to be whole, to belong.
In the hush of night's tender sigh,
I reach for stars scattered high,
To recapture the essence, the light,
Of hopes that shimmered, burning bright.
Through the mist of days gone by,
Where shadows and the sunsets lie,
I gather a fragments, piece by piece,
In a timeless quest for sweet release.
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Isra
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