Lantern in the Fog
- Jaime David
- Apr 6
- 1 min read
A light drifts through the midnight haze, A ghost of gold in silver maze. It calls the lost, it calms the weak, It hums a song no lips could speak.
Through mist and shadow, there it glows, A silent guide where no one knows. And those who follow, hearts unchained, Will find the path the dark has claimed.
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