Melodies are only mirrors,
reflections of a time that is gone,
a dance of shadows and sparkles,
where oblivion seeks its net.
Memories of withered loves,
of promises whispered in peace,
songs are blessed bridges
that unite what will never return.
You don't cry for the songs,
but for what they make you remember,
echoes of laughter and emotions,
moments that the soul will embrace.
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