Whispers of the Midnight Hour: Where Shadows Dance and Dreams Elude

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In the stillness of the night, I lie awake,
Chasing dreams that dance beyond my grasp,
Stars whisper secrets I cannot take,
As time slips through night’s gentle clasp.

The moonlight bathes the room in silver hue,
Casting shadows that flicker and fade,
Thoughts like restless waves come anew,
In the silence, my worries cascade.

Eyes wide open, I traverse the night,
Counting breaths like sheep in endless rows,
A quiet battle with no end in sight,
Where peace and slumber seldom flow.

Yet in this sleepless reverie,
I find solace in the night’s embrace,
For in the dark, I am truly free,
To wander realms of boundless space.

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