Whispers in the Soil
Moonlight weeps on rusted stone,
Where once I danced, I crawl alone.
Roots with hands now draw me near,
Feeding on my deepest fear.
My shadow speaks in shattered rhyme.
A ghost who bleeds through endless time.
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