Spheres of unheard sounds ricochet off gilded crystallines, whispering lunar secrets, fragile frequencies drown in silence.
Timelines intersect in mere obscurities, falling fragments carry the weight unlike words once spoken.
Shadows stretch beyond the grasp of birthing starlight, the dark matter flickers—thoughts unravel along a cosmic seam.
Rewind the stars, embrace the whispers of ghosts flickering in the back of perpetual consciousness, grief-laden particles float, interwoven in an absent melody.
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