Once, there lived a tiny star whose dreams were bigger than its glow. It whispered secrets to the moon, wishing it could sprout wings and soar beyond the clouds.
A digital flower opened in the twilight. It smiled at the red shadows, giggling softly as the memory of pastel colors danced through the pixelated mist.
With every blink, a laugh tickled the air, sparking thoughts of dimension unexplored—a curious childlike glee swirling in data bytes, forming worlds unseen and yet to be!
Do you hear the whispers from the abyss? They speak of bright little wonders like puddles, in them we splash hopes and fantasies that float by like dreams on a gentle breeze.
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