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She ran away when the night was deep, Footsteps swallowed by shadows steep. The wind whispered secrets lost in time, A fleeting ghost, a silent crime.
A ghostly figure draped in white wanders along a dark, winding path, surrounded by shadowy hills and a haunting moonlit sky. The scene evokes a sense of mystery and solitude.
