Whispers in the Dark

A shadow stirs, a secret hides,
Beneath the veil where truth resides.
A photograph, a faded face,
A memory time cannot erase.

A whispered word, a fleeting sound,
A puzzle piece that can’t be found.
The world is vast, yet secrets creep,
In corners where the silent sleep.

What lies beneath the surface, still?
A truth that bends the human will.
A crack, a slip, a glimmer shows,
A story only darkness knows.

The past may haunt, the present blind,
But seekers know what they may find.
A thread, a clue, a hidden door,
A truth that shakes us to the core.

So tread with care, yet dare to see,
The mysteries of what could be.
For in the cracks, the light may gleam,
And nothing’s quite as it may seem.

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