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**Winds of Magic**
Through flames of sorrow, shadows die,
A silent tear, a soul’s soft sigh.
The winds of magic weave and bind,
In ancient tongues, they heal the mind.
The scars once etched in crimson pain,
Now drift away in mystic rain.
A touch of light, the spirit grows,
As midnight whispers gently close.