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Beneath the shroud of shadowed skies,  
In night's embrace, where silence sighs,  
A heart beats softly, wolven, lone,  
Yearning for love, never known.  

Glimpses of a face unreal,  
A whispered name, a phantom feel,  
Melancholy paints the dreams,  
In moonlit hues of dire streams.  

Phantoms dance where wishes weave,  
In the hollow depths where spirits grieve,  
Darkness drapes its velvet veil,  
Across a love that can't prevail.  

Yet still, within this night's lament,  
Hope flickers, though the soul is spent,  
For in this aching, silent plea,  
Lies the wish of what could be.

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