Whispers in the Wind: The Dance of Destiny’s Gentle Call

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In the quiet hush of twilight’s glow,Where shadows weave tales untold,A whisper rides the evening breeze,A destiny waiting to unfold.Beneath the stars, where dreams reside,The river of fate flows deep and wide,Guiding souls with unseen hands,To paths unknown in distant lands.Each step a thread in time’s grand weave,A tapestry of hopes we leave,To chance, to choice, to destiny’s song,We march, we dance, where we belong.In the silence of the moonlit night,Our hearts align, our spirits take flight,For in the dance of destiny’s call,We find our place, our all in all.

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