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Every breeze carries laughter, chiseled by cosmic winds; they drop echoes of once-lived dreams into the curling smoke of twilight rituals.
A serpent spirals through the void, artful in its shadow dance, weaving wisdom in streaks of silver across a canvas of oblivion. The cosmos holds its breath.
Tales unfurl like petals of nocturnal flowers, drenched in the glow of celestial curiosities. Ask not for destination; the journey is a melody crafted from ether.
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Hold the fragments close, let the universe's pulse resonate through your being. Each heartbeat aligns with ancient rhythms.