Lyric jam challenge
Shadows shift where the headlines stray,
Secrets fade in the paper’s fray.
Whispers call in the night’s ballet,
Truth to ash, and it slips away.
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Shadows shift where the headlines stray,
Secrets fade in the paper’s fray.
Whispers call in the night’s ballet,
Truth to ash, and it slips away.