Elongate
''The World unfolds its Secrets Deep, as Time itself Begins to Sway''
Underneath a canopy of stars, where whispers of the night do roam,
In twilight’s tender grasp, we find a realm of dreams, a mystic tome.
Through meadows lush and rivers wild, where dawn's first light adorns the morn.
Amid the dance of shadows long, in moonlit glades where spirits play,
Each moment, like a fleeting kiss, lingers sweet then fades to naught,
Yet in its wake, a trace remains, of every dream and every thought.
So let us wander, hand in hand, through realms where magic softly gleams,
For in this night, eternal bright, we find the heart of all our dreams.
About the Creator
Abbas
Versatile writer skilled in both tale & stories. Captivate readers with engaging content & immersive narratives. Passionate about informing, inspiring, & entertaining through words.

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