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Echoes of a Fall

In twilight's hush, the whispers weave, A crack of fate, a dance to grieve. Yet in the hearts where memory swells, Resilience rises where sadness dwells. With every shift, the spirit calls, Through shadows deep, the courage sprawls. For every loss, a light shall gleam, In echoes soft, we chase the dream.

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Echoes of a Fall