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Soft whispers of the night,
In shadows, dreams take flight.
Lingering thoughts, a gentle pause,
Echoes of the heart, no need for cause.
Nature holds its breath in grace,
Calm descends, a sacred space.
Every sound, a fleeting trace.

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