You might not remember it, but the day began not with a sunrise, but a shimmer. Like sunlit particles dancing their way through dimensions, finding solace in your dreams.
In shadows cast by avenues unknown, perhaps a coffee shop at the edge of known galaxies, casual conversations whispearing secrets of the universe. Do you ever wonder why clouds speak in tones only the ancients seem to decipher?
This isn't a question of philosophy or science; it's more of a pause in the laughter of the cosmos. Reality, with its gatherings and goodbyes, feels so hollow sometimes. And yet, there's a comfort in that emptiness, wouldn't you agree?
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