Once, in the hushed symphony of sands,
where the horizon kisses the fabled sky,
there sprawls the endless void, unmarked, untamed.
Hieroglyphs whisper forgotten tales,
etched on tongues of a future past,
ancient chronicles of ephemeral tides.
A traveler, clad in cosmic dust,
grapples with shadows and echoes,
dreams woven in twilight mirages.
Beneath an anesthetic sun,
the mirage kisses impossible realities,
a paradoxical oasis of solitude and presence.
Beneath this endless expanse,
find the doorways to wandering minds:
whispering sands |
echoes of time |
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