After a while,
the world grows still and hushed, As evening's gentle fingers brush the sky.
The stars emerge, like diamonds finely crushed, And in their twinkle, dreams begin to fly.
The day's chaos and noise begin to fade, Replaced by whispers of the night's embrace.
In moonlight's tender glow, secrets are laid, And in the calm, the soul finds its own space.
After a while,
when darkness takes its hold, The mysteries of life start to unfold.
In silence, we discover what's untold, And find within ourselves, a heart of gold.
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