In the embrace of fading lights,
I know you're absent in those heights.
Between two seasons, an unrest,
You're a tranquility trying its best.
Keep the glass at bay,
For your name, my intoxicated soul does sway.
Between two darkness, so profound,
I've found a place where flames abound.
Let it read a bit of tale,
I know you're the poets' hope, so frail.
Between two verses, like an endless sea,
You're the beauty where horizons meet seamlessly.
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