Whispers in the Shadows: The Silent Symphony of Crimes Unseen

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In the alley where the moonlight fades,
Shadows dance in whispered trades.
Secrets tangled in the night,
Hidden from the morning light.

Footsteps echo on cobblestone,
A world where innocence is overthrown.
The city’s pulse, a silent scream,
Injustice woven through the seams.

Underneath the starless sky,
Truths are buried where they lie.
Eyes that glisten, voices low,
In the dark where secrets grow.

A tale of loss, a tale of gain,
In the shadows, whispers reign.
A silent symphony of crimes unseen,
A world caught in a restless dream.

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