Whiskers and Moonlight: The Nightly Tales of Feline Grace

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Beneath the silver glow of the moon,
Whiskers twitch in the cool night air,
Silent paws tread softly on the ground,
As feline shadows dance without a care.

Eyes like gems, they pierce the dark,
In a world where secrets softly blend,
With elegance, they stake their claim,
On rooftops where the night won’t end.

Their purrs, a soothing lullaby,
A melody of ancient lore,
Each leap and bound, a whispered tale,
In the mystic night, they explore.

Oh, cats of night, your graceful dance,
A sight that fills the heart with awe,
In every stride, a touch of magic,
Your presence, a majestic law.

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