Silent echoes wait in the folds of twilight, and I am lost in currents of thought. Each moment breathes, a heartbeat hidden in the tapestry of time, unfurling gently. Words float like sails on a sea of stars, drifting, waiting to be caught by the whispering winds of dreams unseen. In between heartbeats, I listen, hoping for the familiar call, a voice woven into the skein of my soul.
The sky is a canvas, brushed with shades of dusk—a palette of unspoken desires. Here, in this space, the universe holds its breath, pausing for the stories yet to unfold. Somewhere, a clock ticks, but its rhythm is lost in the sea of my wandering thoughts, a gentle reminder of the passage unfelt. Moonlight bathes me in its silver touch, and the earthly tether frays, the night sky beckoning with dreams of flight.
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