Encountering a Kindred Spirit in the Midnight Hour

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Amidst the shadows of the night,
A presence unexpected, yet so bright.
Eyes that spoke tales untold,
In whispers of the heart, so bold.

A moment frozen in time’s embrace,
Two souls meeting in a fleeting space.
Words flowed like a gentle stream,
Weaving dreams in a shared dream.

Under the moon’s soft, silver gaze,
In silence, we wandered through the haze.
An understanding without a word,
A connection felt, but never heard.

As dawn approached with tender light,
The magic lingered, pure and bright.
A meeting etched in memory’s loom,
Two souls that danced in night’s bloom.

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