The whisper of a shadow speaks louder than the roar of the luminescent. In the interplay of light and dark, an eternal dance unfolds, reflecting the mind's hidden depths.
Every shadow is but a pause in light's journey, a momentary retreat that gives shape to our silhouettes. Through these whispered echoes, we find ourselves not in the glow, but in the absence of glow.
Can light exist without the promise of darkness? And can the shadow sing of its own existence, if not for the brilliance that defines its edge? Such is the paradox of this echoing luminescence.
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