In the midnight’s velvet shroud,Where secrets lie, a whisper loud,The moon’s soft gleam, a silver thread,Weaves through the night where shadows tread. A fleeting glance, a flicker bright,In corners dark, evading sight,A creaking step, a door ajar,The past concealed, now not so far. What hides within the silent mist,A tale untold, a lover missed?The fog

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