Whiskers in Twilight: The Graceful Dance of Feline Dreams

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In the quiet of the evening’s glow,
Beneath the moon’s soft, silvery flow,
Cats wander with a gentle grace,
Leaving whispers in their trace.
Eyes like lanterns in the night,
Watching stars take flight,
Silent shadows on the wall,
Answering the midnight’s call.
Soft purrs fill the cooling air,
As dreams weave through their lair,
Tails curl in a rhythmic beat,
While paws tread on silent feet.
In the dance of night, serene and slow,
Cats embrace the twilight’s glow,
Guardians of the moonlit skies,
With secrets hidden in their eyes.

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