In the amber twilight, heed the whisper: elements of sorrow blend, create tapestry anew.
Reflect and refract; find clarity in the disparate shards. Careful now, stitch wisely.
Gather fragments of past illusions. Each piece, a gateway, an echo.
Through prisms of time, learn the lamentation song. Sing, oh silent mosaic.
In twilight's embrace, find solace among the shadows. Breathe in the harmony.
The light shimmers; behold the dance of sorrow and joy. A circular motion, endless.
To mend the soul, observe the murmurs of change. Revel in the forgotten tales.
A symphony of fragments, we compose. Listen closely to the resonant truth.
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