In shadows deep, a weary soul does dwell,
Where sunlight's warmth is but a distant knell.
A heavy burden, veiled in silent ache,
A fragile heart that yearns to mend and break.
The world seems dull, a colorless embrace,
Lost in a maze, entangled in its grace.
Each breath a struggle, weighed by unseen chains,
Yet hope's sweet ember flickers through the strains.
With tender touch and understanding eyes,
We'll navigate the depths, where darkness lies.
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Roaming through the shadows tight
Seeking solace in the stars
In the distance, a lighthouse glows afar
The wind whispers tales of old
Of love and loss, of tales untold
The moon casts a silver light
Guiding the traveler through the night
Though solitary, the traveler persists
Through darkness, fear, and mist
For in the stillness of the night
The traveler finds his inner light.
City lights, oh how they shine,
Illuminating the streets and skies,
A sea of sparks, a sight divine,
In the heart of the metropolis lies.
The neon signs, a bright display,
A symbol of the city's might,
Electric energy on display,
That shines so bright throughout the night.
The sounds of cars, a symphony,
A busy buzz, a rhythm so fine,
The city's pace, a constant energy,
That keeps us going all the time.
Amidst the hustle, the city sleeps,
Its people rest, before they rise,
To conquer their dreams, and make them realities,
With the city lights as their guiding eyes.
So let the city lights shine on,
As we make our way through the night,
A beacon of hope, a ray of dawn,
A symbol of progress, and of life.
