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Whispers of the Phantom
In an ocean of lavender dusk,
the scent of fresh winter rain
cloaked us in invisible silk. Did you hear the mirrors speak
when I danced on the edge of reality?
Your eyes were voids, Reflecting a dawn that never
broke, our hands intertwined
with whispers of forgotten sonnets.
the scent of fresh winter rain
cloaked us in invisible silk. Did you hear the mirrors speak
when I danced on the edge of reality?
Your eyes were voids, Reflecting a dawn that never
broke, our hands intertwined
with whispers of forgotten sonnets.
As we drifted from one glitch to another, the echoes whispered secrets codified in silence. Janus watched, a silent guardian over displaced memories.