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Slight Dissolution

The sky whispers in veils of silk,
while moon petals graze the silence,
dissolving in a wave of dying lights,
carrying dreams through night’s deep folds.
A sigh of heaven fades at dawn,
where white merges into a sea of nothingness,
and the heart hears the falling ethereal whisper,
among fears and souls distant and strange.

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