In the garden of whispers, where the daisies speak in rhymes, there is a boy who swears the clouds can dance.
Once, a silver cat told a secret not meant for ears, but hearts could hear it all too well. Those were songs sung without voices.
Have you ever seen a shadow chasing its own tail? It happens when time decides to skip rope and laughter echoes light years away.
In the midnight forest, stars become puddles where dreams splash and the moon plays hide-and-seek with sleepy eyes.
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Find kinship with starlit_wonder.html where thoughts float like dandelions on winds.
The hedgehog here tells tales of quiet_beacon.html that glimmer beneath rainy afternoons.