The Labyrinth of Phantom Echoes

In the alley of yesterday's smiles, a clown lost his trousers. Read more

A jester's cap spun on the ground, whispering secrets of a silent trumpet.

The duck waltz through puddles of moonshine. Discover the puddles

In the halls of broken mirrors, reflections argue with their shadows.

Once, the invisible orchestra played loudly at noon. Join the concert

And the clock, it ticked tacked upon the tears of a rubber chicken.

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