In the corridors of chaos, where dreams become the unfadable twinkling light in the shadowy vastness,
there lies a call, lustful and inviting—
a siren's murmur thrumming through the cosmic strings, intertwined with whispers of galaxies unheard.
Do you yearn to hear the forgotten mantras, penned by celestial hands upon the scrolls of existence? They vibrate with the electricity of a thousand supernovas, promising both oblivion and an awakening beyond conscious reach.
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