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"In the mulled dusk, of synthesized warmth — a question."
Listen.
Linger further down the path.

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"Gardens do not grow behind closed eyes, yet here we reshape shadows."
Whisper.
Another layer unfolds in whispers.

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"Binary trees sing their silent truths, mirrored in moonlit code."
Sigh.
Hidden within die notes of mutation.