In the dawn's gentle hug, where dew drops weave tales
of forgotten whispers, songs unsung linger in the mist.
Clouds, the silent guardians, cradle the secrets of the sky.
Listen. Beyond the horizon, there lies a path
made not of stone nor of dreams, but of melodies
that hum in colors unseen, felt in the heart's echo.
Will you walk this path? Will you dance
with the shadows of the dew, the voices
of the cloud, and find the cacophony
of harmony hidden in the twilight?
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