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Description
In shadows deep where silence reigns,
A figure looms with ancient pains,
His eyes, like windows to the past,
Reveal a soul that’s overcast.

Smoke curls around his weathered face,
A haunting, eerie, spectral grace,
Each wrinkle tells a tale of strife,
A ghostly echo of his life.

His gaze is cold, a winter's chill,
A heart long lost, a soul to still,
The darkness whispers in his ear,
Of deeds and secrets held so dear.

Yet in those eyes, a flicker stays,
A distant memory of brighter days,
When light and laughter filled his mind,
Before the shadows made him blind.

Now trapped within this smoky veil,
He walks alone, a mournful trail,
A phantom in the night’s embrace,
A relic of a forgotten race.

Description
In shadows deep where silence reigns,
A figure looms with ancient pains,
His eyes, like windows to the past,
Reveal a soul that’s overcast.

Smoke curls around his weathered face,
A haunting, eerie, spectral grace,
Each wrinkle tells a tale of strife,
A ghostly echo of his life.

His gaze is cold, a winter's chill,
A heart long lost, a soul to still,
The darkness whispers in his ear,
Of deeds and secrets held so dear.

Yet in those eyes, a flicker stays,
A distant memory of brighter days,
When light and laughter filled his mind,
Before the shadows made him blind.

Now trapped within this smoky veil,
He walks alone, a mournful trail,
A phantom in the night’s embrace,
A relic of a forgotten race.