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dying hope
Yet in the quiet shadows, whispers bloom,
Each heartbeat a promise, dispelling the gloom.
They tread the fragile line 'twixt despair and delight,
Chasing the dawn that follows the night.
With dreams like stars scattered across...
Each heartbeat a promise, dispelling the gloom.
They tread the fragile line 'twixt despair and delight,
Chasing the dawn that follows the night.
With dreams like stars scattered across...
