Whispers of Shadows: A Journey Through the Illusions of Substance

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In the depths of midnight’s quiet embrace,
Lies the call of shadows, a tempting trace.
Promises of escape, dreams that entice,
But the cost is hidden beneath the ice.

The first taste, a moment of fleeting light,
Turns the world to colors, vivid and bright.
Yet as the sun sets, the night reveals,
The pain and longing that never heals.

Chains of illusion, binding the soul,
A whispered promise that takes its toll.
The heart beats heavy with silent cries,
While the spirit, searching, slowly dies.

Awake to the dawn of a clearer day,
Where hope and healing find their way.
Break the chains, let the spirit soar,
Embrace the life that waits ashore.

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