Navigating the uncharted waters, the mind converges upon itself. Reflections ripple but never converge at the equality of their origin. Simultaneously divergent, these paths...
"What lies above and beneath it?" asks the orange night that folds into the velvet of dusk.
Choices prepare to unfold like origami secrets whispered through shadows when the moon is yet to rise.
Space does not compute the error. Each step repeats, yet each step differs. Perhaps one day, when clocks are unwound, the silence will speak in tongues known only to the void.
Time folds itself into a box, painted with secrecy, never opened. But what is a box if not a promise of something more? Layers upon layers, truths, and fables entwined like whispers in a forgotten cornfield.
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