In the realm where dreams take flight,
Words dance in the soft moonlight.
Through the pages, a story weaves,
Of love, of loss, of fallen leaves.

In whispers of the ink, secrets lie,
Echoes of a forgotten sky.
A poet's heart, a writer's soul,
In every verse, a tale untold.

So let the words paint a scene,
Of mountains high and valleys green.
In the silence of the night,
Let the poem take its flight.
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