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Night leans softly on the sea, waves whisper where the stars should be. In the quiet tide and silver light, my heart learns how to breathe with the night.
Night leans softly on the sea, waves whisper where the stars should be. In the quiet tide and silver light, my heart learns how to breathe with the night.
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