Hidden Echoes
In silent halls, where shadows play,
A hidden gem awaits the day.
Blue and white, the porcelain gleams,
Whispers of old in timeless dreams.
Notes from past and present blend,
A melody where echoes mend.
Ancient vase and script in flow,
Telling tales from long ago.
Pause and listen, hear the past,
Echoes of history, a spell is cast.




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