Scrawled upon the velvety tapestry of existence, swirling words singe
with electric fervor. The stars blink, your thoughts become constellations,
ever-shifting, like this very moment, unraveling, breathing new
dimensions into solitude. Are dreams shadows of what is yet
to be, lighting the paths we may take?
Enthusiasm crackles in the ether, jubilant, liberating.
Each icon a memory, a relic of infinite spaces,
immortalizing music that only silence knows... however
flickering, glimpses of the expanse insist upon existence!