In the secret whispers of the night, I watch how the world shatters into a galaxy of stars
In the secret whispers of the night, I watch how the world shatters into a galaxy of stars,
Each spark is an untold story, a broken dream, a silent sigh of the cosmos.
Traveling through the darkness, we dance under suns reborn from hesitant light,
Each ray is a fresh beginning, a winged promise, a whisper of hope.
I let go of gravity's grasp, freeing myself from the earth's captivating hold,
In the embrace of eternity, I surrender to endless life, unafraid of the end.
Every breeze caresses my weary soul, whispering timeless stories in a gentle murmur,
I soar without wings, drifting through a universe of thoughts under a veil of stars.
I breathe each moment as if it were the last, feeling its profound intensity,
Every heartbeat is an eternal echo, a requiem of infinite love.
My eyes close, not for sleep, but for untamed dreams,
In the silent embrace of the universe, I dissolve into a sea of forgotten worlds.
Mystic melancholy envelops me, like a veil of clouds on a lazy summer day,
Every raindrop is a fleeting memory, a thought of a bygone childhood.
In the timeless scene, I find myself in the flow of consciousness,
Shadows of the past entwine with the light of the future, weaving wings of time.
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Dan Enache
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