Fractures of forgotten echoes dance beneath artificial moons.
Fragments of joy suspended in algorithms, like rain in gravity's embrace.
Time folds, the essence of laughter trapped in loops, warping threads of reality.
Each heartbeat, a whispered secret, fleeting like shadows at noon.
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Event horizon of an emerging impulse, riddle wrapped in binary sensation.
Quantum whispers reverberate through crowded impossibilities.
Step lightly, as time replay recommences at every flicker of light.