A silent stalker creeps, and takes away,
The threads that weave our hearts' design,
And leaves us bare, with soul's dark shrine.
With whispers sweet, it lures us in,
A siren's call, a gentle spin,
That draws us near, to its cold grasp,
And claims our deepest, most hidden clasp.
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