In the quiet hush of dusk, where the sand meets the sky,
an ancient melody breathes. It calls with the voice of
a million grains, whispering secrets lost in time,
echoing through the hollows of your heart.
The moon, a silent guardian, casts its silver gaze,
tracing your steps through valleys of soft twilight.
Each footprint a story, a memory etched in
ephemeral whispers, drifting like dreams.
Listen closely, for the dunes hold more than silence;
they cradle the laughter of stars, the sighs of
winds that know no end. They carry the weight
of your unspoken words, your hidden truths.
Navigate this boundless sea of time,
find the echoes of your own voice.
Breathe in the whispers, let them guide you,
to places where the soul can rest.
Will you wander the dunes forever,
or find your way home beneath the stars?
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