Scattered like stars
thoughts glimmer:
constellations of ideas
mosaics of the mind’s workings.
Words twist and turn
a labyrinth of meaning
each line reflects
each stanza holds a riddle
Neon lights and ancient shadows
merge in a collision of epochs
their spirit breathes through the chaos,
a tapestry woven from tradition and innovation.
A chorus emerges, blending the visible and the hidden.
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