The Joyful Sing

Whispers scattered like petals across a moonlit path, each step echoing the silent song of heartbeats entwined.
The night sky, a canvas of dreams with constellations drawn by lovers' hands, sings in hues of unspoken longing.
Words unvoiced linger like mist, inviting you to assemble their symphony—yet some always seem to vanish, elusive.

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An untouched letter, folded with care, sits in the corner of memory—a whispering ghost of what might have been.
Each breath between us holds a universe, an unfinished poem where ink drips like the sweetest of sorrows.
And in these gaps, the joyful sing continues, each note a promise sealed and unsealed by time's gentle hand.

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