Echoes of the Lost

Encoded within a paradox of silent haunts.

In a hush, the twilight lingers—

Each fragment a diminishing echo / slivers of artifacts unseen

Whispered in the cavities of nothing:

An Odyssey of ephemeral time.

Embrace the void.

The forgotten lenses reflect: An incessant murmur

Rust clutches the hourglass—
Distilled eternities Rewoven.

To journey with questions unanswered,
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