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ㅤㅤShe stands where the skyline kisses
ㅤㅤthe night, draped in twilight’s velvet glow.
ㅤㅤWind-touched hair and distant eyes,
ㅤㅤshe carries silence, soft and deep.
ㅤㅤLike the view of the city at night, even
ㅤㅤthough the light is not too bright, the
ㅤㅤbeauty is still real and it is multiplied by its
ㅤㅤpresence, the aura of beauty is
ㅤㅤinterspersed with the roar of the night
ㅤㅤbreeze.

ㅤㅤᝰ.. Whispers Above the City Reverie.
ㅤㅤ She and the portrait—a memory witness.