Footsteps upon stars, are they echoes of dreams yet unformed? Each step, a whisper from lands unseen.
With the tide of thought, lonely reflections dance. The shoreline reaches further with every breath, inviting one to linger.
Tides of silver moonlight pull back, revealingalien hieroglyphs, fleeting messages from the deep.
What worlds await beyond the dunes? Silent and patient, the universe breathes, waiting for the next heartbeat of eternity.
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