Symphony of Echoes
In the symphonic silence between heartbeats,
whispers gather like clouds coiled around a mountain peak.
Each thought, a feather—
drifting and seeking the warmth of a flame.
Within shadows,
the lingering voice,
acknowledges,
an infinite embrace,
held—forever.
To think is to dialogue with silence,
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the essence of intertwined destinies,
whispered chords that align the stars.
Can the silence echo back?
In the folds of night,
echoes find solace.