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Ephemeral Essence
O you, ethereal presence who comes when the light fades
With misty gaze and voice like a murmur of twilight
Do not depart yet - I beg you, remain -
For every moment with you exhales a divine essence
The night, that lady of infinite veils
Has not yet whispered her final requiem
And my heart, captive and distressed
Struggles in longing, in an abyssal cry
Stay, sweet shadow clothed in fle...
Saturday 24th May 2025 4:35 am

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