The Midnight Cat with Silent Eyes

Upon the roof in silver light,

A cat appeared in the hush of night.

Its paws were soft, its steps unseen,

A shadow stitched in moonlit sheen.

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Its eyes, two lamps of molten gold,

Held stories ancient, quiet, bold.

It watched the stars, it watched the street,

A secret world beneath its feet.

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It moved like smoke, it moved like rain,

With neither hurry, fear, nor chain.

A whisper of freedom, wild and true,

A piece of night the daylight knew.

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It curled upon a window’s ledge,

A velvet shape on the garden’s edge.

And in its purr, so soft, so low,

A thousand dreams began to grow.

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Oh, silent cat of dusk and dawn,

Where do you go when we are gone?

Do you wander realms we cannot see,

Or guard the souls of mystery?

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For in your grace, the night survives,

A fleeting spell where magic thrives.

And every gaze, both near and far,

Feels softer when you are the star.

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Would you follow a cat’s soft tread,

To the secrets where its silence led?

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