In a forgotten alley, where time stands still,
Dancing shadows play, with a mysterious thrill.
They twist and twirl, in the pale moonlight,
In this hidden realm, where day turns to night.

Whispering secrets, the shadows take flight,
Their graceful movements, a captivating sight.
They waltz with the echoes of a forgotten past,
In this forgotten alley, where memories amass.

Each step they take, tells a story untold,
Of lovers and dreamers, with hearts of gold.
Their silhouettes sway, in perfect harmony,
Breathing life into the alley's forgotten melody.

Through cracked windows, moonbeams cascade,
Illuminating the shadows, as they parade.
Their dance echoes through the cobblestone,
A symphony of shadows, in this world of their own.

In this forgotten alley, where time has no sway,
The dancing shadows make their own way.
They remind us that even in darkness, beauty thrives,
In this hidden haven, where forgotten stories come alive.
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