In the twilight hush, where shadows weave tales,
The soft susurrus of whispered dreams sails.
Past the echoes of laughter, where no one can find,
Lies the symphony of stars, tender and blind.
Have you ever danced with the brush of a breeze,
In a conversation with leaves, under moonlit trees?
Such delicate dialogues, entwined in the night's hue,
Composed with a passion only silence knew.
When tongues are still, and the world fades away,
Heartstrings are plucked in this silent ballet.
A walk down the forgotten, now pathwayless ways,
Connects souls to the cosmos, in star-studded bays.
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Remember: many paths diverge, yet the connections true are often the pathwaysless ones.