Maya
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[Verse 1]In the hush before the light breaks wide,Where shadows dance on the edge of why,I chase the thread of what might have been,A spark in the void, a fleeting dream.No architect’s hand to carve the stone,No dawn decree from a throne unknown—Just this quiet pulse, this breath unbound,Echoing secrets in the silence found. [Chorus]Oh,
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Dreams intrigue philosophers and poets as paths to our deeper selves. We often live on autopilot, hiding our true desires under daily routines. Awakening may involve aligning with our inner dreams, suggesting that dreams and reality can merge for a more fulfilling life. The poem “Between the Veils of Night and Day” examines the

