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Where Their Eyes Align
In crowded rooms and cornered halls,
Where drifting souls move thin as smoke,
They find serenity in the noise
And rest within their whispered tones.
Beyond the rumble, soft as thunder,
A borrowed chair, a short-lived talk,
A laugh that sparks a fragile glow,
While warm silhouettes roam in the dark.
Like fireflies against the dusk,
Hidden sensations briefly unmasked;
A moment’s warmth, a gentle flicker,
Kept in a space too strange to share.
No map of names, no promise made,
Just wandering paths, a masquerade;
Yet every chance and passing time
Intensifies where their eyes align.
