"Transition cradles the heart, weaving warmth into the fabric of twilight."
Poem:
Dusk paints the world in gentle strokes of grace,
Misty whispers blur the line of time and space.
Pastel colors merge where dreams dare to float,
Branches of uncertainty reach from a distant moat.
Warmth lingers softly as shadows bow and sway,
Structures once hidden now hint at a fading day.
In this tender moment the spirit learns to breathe,
Where night cradles day, and all wanderers believe.
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