"In the corridors of thought, where whispers linger lightly upon the air, what truths hide in the fleeting shadows cast by our own uncertainties? Each step taken resounds, a metronome of contemplation, counting the rhythm of silent revelation."
Have we become silhouettes ourselves, mere outlines in the twilight of understanding, outlined by the glow of truths partly grasped but never fully embraced?
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