Sweet and slumber, off we go,                     
   Into the tunnel of visions, what an epic show.
Welcome to a world unknown,
Where beauty blooms and secrets are sown.

 A stranger greets you, with an unknown face
and unknown smile,
                     Making us wonder in a new place for a while.                    Their whisper lingers as we cross the paths,
Where shadows dance and darkness gathers in the aftermaths.

         Their eyes speak volumes and language all their own.     
Their lips hint at mysteries, forever left unsewn,
We wonder, have our paths crossed before in a life untold
But dawn breaks near, and they disappear once more.

              As the days get longer, their memories start to fade,                          Leaving us with a mysterious question an internal shade.
Have our paths crossed before? In a time unknown,
Fading like an eternal dream, into the morning’s dawn.

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