In the quiet dance of drifting dust,Memories weave through the sunlit air,Unseen threads of a forgotten past,Whispers of stories once…
In the quiet corners where shadows dance, Dust whispers tales of bygone days, Each speck a memory, a fleeting glance,…
In the golden embrace of morning light, Tiny particles take flight, Whirling in a silent ballet, In a room where…
In the quiet corners where shadows lay, Dust settles, telling tales of yesterday, Whispers of time in a silent ballet,…
In the golden light of dawn, it dances, Tiny motes swirling in the air, Each one tells a story of…