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I know her name was whispered, like a melody once sweet,
But now it lingers out of reach, a ghost I cannot meet.
Her laughter echoes softly, a whisper in the mist,
Yet the threads that bind us weaken, in this relentless twist.
I strain to hold her image, in the fading light of day,
But the fog of forgetfulness descends, stealing her away.
Each passing moment steals a piece, a shard of who we were,
Leaving me adrift in solitude, a soul that cannot stir.
I fight against the darkness, clinging to a fragile thread,
But the cruel hands of time erase the love that once we shared.
In the quiet of my solitude, I weep for what is lost,
As I slip into the shadows, where memories are tossed.
So here I stand, a man undone, in the twilight of my mind,
Lost in a sea of broken thoughts, where solace I can't find.
In the silence of my fading world, I whisper one last plea,
To hold her in my heart, where she'll forever be.
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