Whispers of the Past: Echoing Memories in the Quiet Corners of the Heart

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In the hush of dawn’s first light,
Memories dance like whispers soft,
A gentle tide that ebbs and flows,
In quiet corners, where dreams aloft.

The shadows play on walls of time,
With echoes of laughter, tears that gleam,
Each moment etched in silent rhyme,
A tapestry of life’s gentle stream.

Through golden fields of yesterday,
We wander paths of joy and sorrow,
Tracing steps in twilight’s play,
In the hope of a brighter tomorrow.

Yet in our hearts, they softly sing,
These echoes of a world once known,
In every breath, their presence clings,
A testament to how we’ve grown.

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