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In the hush of dawn, the world unwinds, A thread of gold through shadowed pines. Rivers carve their ancient song, Whispering where the wild belong. Stars dissolve in morning’s flame, Yet etch their light on memory’s frame. We chase the wind, we court the sea, And find our ghosts in every tree. Time leans close, a patient thief— Ten heartbeats, then eternal brief.

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