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Somewhere, on the edge of the fading twilight, the signal hums a low tune, an invitation wrapped in silence. Above it, the lighthouse looms, no longer just a beacon but a compass to stories untold. It hums with the persistence of forgotten records...
What's the resonance here? Is it dialing back through the years or peeking into an unrelated universe? Who knows what lives within the pulse of its glow? Perhaps it’s merely our imaginations, tracing where history might map a smile.
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