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In twilight's hush, where echoes gleam,
Two gears entwine a tinker's dream.
Silver-kissed bones of time once turned,
Now dangle soft where secrets burned.
A whisper forged in metal’s grace,
Of lost machines and velvet lace.
Each cog a story, etched in rust,
Of love, invention, steam, and dust.
In twilight's hush, where echoes gleam,
Two gears entwine a tinker's dream.
Silver-kissed bones of time once turned,
Now dangle soft where secrets burned.
A whisper forged in metal’s grace,
Of lost machines and velvet lace.
Each cog a story, etched in rust,
Of love, invention, steam, and dust.