Under the vast sky of illusions, we are actors wearing masks of stars and ephemeral shadows
Under the vast sky of illusions, we are actors wearing masks of stars and ephemeral shadows,
Our gazes meet through mirrors of mist, seeking reflections of hidden desires,
We are magicians of an illusory world, finding ourselves in the imperfections of others, in deep silences,
An endless waltz of unspoken words, a dance of souls under the moonlight, to the rhythm of longing.
Roles shift like the waves of the sea, sincerity becomes a mystery hidden in the depths,
We endure one another, silent travelers through labyrinths of smiles and tears forgotten in time,
Each carries an unseen burden, a secret locked within a chest of precious memories,
We seek solace in shared magic, a silent complicity like the stars watching above.
In this dance of fragile appearances, we lose ourselves only to discover a deeper truth,
A connection between hearts, silent and full of life, embracing the beauty of humanity in secret,
We find and lose ourselves in silences, sharing stories known only to us, woven from whispers,
An entire universe created from memories and dreams, we place our desires on the altar of brave hopes.
We weave courage with the fear of the unknown, traveling through time with closed eyes, dreamers and sincere,
Finding in others the reflection of our own soul in this world of dancing and enchanting illusions,
In the imperfection of the other, we learn that truth sometimes hides in the magic of open hearts,
Thus, we embrace the beauty of humanity, with all its grace and mystery, under the vast sky of illusions.
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Dan Enache
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