Shadows of Time!

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The sunshine trickled through the window’s embrace
Mango blossoms cascaded 'neath the tree’s green lace
Highrise sentinels rose in the urban sprawl
Amidst the symphony of grasses, standing tall

The march of rain, mornings draped in mist’s veil
Roads unwinding beneath the sun’s steady trail
Days reborn, nights ancient, ghosts unbidden
Unwilling to release, the past is hidden

Cars swarm the roads, an ant-like parade
Life moves on, in soft hues, memories fade
Morning mist mingles with the golden rays
Paths stretch long, both known and unknown ways

Solitude on the road, a peaceful, quiet shower
Music’s embrace, a comforting power
Soft drizzle, a warming touch in the cold air
Winter slows, giving way to spring’s care

The summer sun peeks from behind a cloud’s veil
Seasons shift, and time tells its tale
Morning’s glory, another fresh start in sight
But shadows remain, soft, yet full of might

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