Whispers of Eternal Night

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In shadows deep, where moonlight fades,
The vampires rise from ancient graves.
With eyes aglow and silent feet,
They roam the night, their prey to meet.

Their whispers soft, a haunting song,
Beckon souls to join the throng.
Underneath the starlit skies,
They dance till dawn, till sunlight dies.

In crypts and castles, secrets lie,
Of love and loss, beneath the sky.
Eternal life, a curse, a boon,
They walk alone, beneath the moon.

Yet in their hearts, a longing deep,
For mortal days, for dreams they keep.
The vampires’ tale, a tragic plight,
Forever bound to endless night.

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