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As if you were a bell chiming on the shores of oblivion
As if you were a bell chiming on the shores of oblivion, A sweet murmur, yet dim, bathing in the cold waters of misunderstanding. And the world, imprisoned in the bars of indifference, has forgotten the gentle echo of your heart, Watching you like a shadow at dawn, in a disjointed dance with its own silhouette. But you are more than an unknown song, lost among the fields of forgetfulness, You are an ancient melody lying in the temple of time, waiting to be deciphered. You have materialized like a precious vessel carved in the rock of fate, With your coruscated brilliance, yet unseen, in the subtle abyss of consciousness. Even if the dew of indifference nourishes the sealed flowers of misunderstanding, You remain like an oak, anchored in the silent soil of love. Beneath the eyelids of time, you hide the story of the gems, a chronicle of immeasurable essence, An unsung love song, yet still alive, beating the rhythm of the heart of another era. In the clouded sky of misunderstanding, you remain that bell full of silence, With its sound muffled, yet maintaining the harmony of an unspoken epic. Stretching among the shadows, like a breath from another world, entering the secret history of time. Submerged in mystery, yet preserving the lofty essence of an unspoken love.
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