"In the pause, we find the rhythm lost in our ceaseless thoughts."
"Here, time spirals, the counter-rhythm beckoning the dance of shadows."
"Shall we question the silence of stars? The disembodied whispers of the cosmos?"
"Fragmented memories glide like phantoms, haunting the peripheries of our minds."
"Yet in the stillness, a pulse remains—unyielding, throbbing beneath the chaos."
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