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In the stillness of the night, when all is calm,
The mist rolls in with its ethereal charm,
A veil of mystery, a ghostly cloak,
Enveloping the landscape, in whispers spoke.
And from within the mist, a melody rings,
Haunting, alluring, the soul it sings,
A tune of longing, of memories lost,
Echoes of the past, with emotions tossed.
The mist dances to the haunting tune,
A spectral waltz, under the moon,
Its tendrils reaching, swirling in the air,
A spectral symphony, beyond compare.
The melodies of the mist, a bittersweet refrain,
A haunting serenade, a mournful strain,
A reminder of the past, a memory's kiss,
Enveloped in the mist's ghostly abyss.
Yet in its eerie beauty, there's solace found,
As the mist and melodies, together, astound,
A captivating spectacle, a spectral twist,
The haunting melodies of the mist.