#YearningEchoes

In whispers soft, they softly flow,
Yearning echoes from long ago.
Through misty nights and twilight's gleam,
They dance upon the moonbeam's beam.

A longing sigh, a wistful cry,
Echoes lingering in the sky.
In silent chambers of the heart,
They weave a tale, a work of art.

Memories drift like autumn leaves,
Yearning echoes, the soul believes.
They call to us from distant lands,
Guiding us with gentle hands.

In dreams they roam, in shadows deep,
Yearning echoes softly creep.
A symphony of hopes untold,
In the heart's embrace, they unfold.

Though time may pass, and worlds may change,
Yearning echoes, they remain.
A melody of love and pain,
Forever echoing, again, again.
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