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Whispers in the Glow

In the haze of an ethereal light,
A ghostly woman drifts through night.
Blonde tresses swirl in a spectral stream,
Tattooed secrets tell of dreams unseen.

Her limbs, translucent, wisp away,
As though the dawn might steal her sway.
Soft, she glows with an eerie grace,
A fleeting soul in time’s embrace.

Bright hues bloom where shadows creep,
A vibrant echo where silence sleeps.
Dreamlike, she lingers, a fleeting sigh,
A canvas caught between earth and sky.