
In the hush of twilight’s sigh,
Grains dance, like shadows passing by,
Each a story, silent and small,
Carried forth, heedless of all.
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Through the dunes, a gentle sweep,
Voices of the earth, secrets to keep,
The sighing sands, a lullaby,
Echoes of time, beneath the sky.
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Fleeting whispers, a soft embrace,
Shadows weaving in an endless chase,
As the winds weave tales of old,
In every grain, a memory told.
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Listen closely, hear the grace,
In the dance of grains, find your place,
For in the whispers, the world is spun,
A tapestry of night and sun.
These are really good quatrains. Very, very good work, some of your best.
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awesome 🌸🌸🌻🌻
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Thank you
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