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In shadows cast by solemn moon, Where tears descend, a silent tune, A weary heart in depths it dwells, In whispered sighs, where sadness swells.

A somber cloak around her frame, In mist of sorrow, she finds no aim. Her eyes, the windows to her soul, Reflect the ache that takes its toll.

Each breath she takes, a heavy weight, In lonely hours, she contemplates, The echoes of her broken dreams, In quiet valleys, where hope redeems.

Through winding paths of endless night, She walks alone, devoid of light, Yet in the darkness, stars still gleam, A fragile hope, a distant beam.

Though sadness reigns, a tempest wild, Within her heart, a tender child, Longing for the dawn’s embrace, To find within, a sacred space.

So let her tears, like rivers flow, For from the depths, new life may grow, In sadness’ grasp, she finds her way, To greet the sun, another day.