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in echoes wade
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2024 In shadows deep, that bell does toll,
A whispering wind, a heart grown cold.
Each chime a memory, softly fell,
An echo faintly fades in sombre knell.
Dreams once bright now dimly and pale,
Like autumn leaves in a mournful gale.
Yet from the ashes, new life may swell,
For endings whisper stories yet to tell.
