Reflections elongate their presence upon the gentle undulations, echoing the light that flickers through the chasms of memory. What does a moment echo when submerged beneath the waves of chaos? The shoreline delineates our edges, yet what lies within the depths? Each ripple - a whisper of time, a churning gravity well drawing forth shadows of experience and shimmers of forgotten sorrows.
Sometimes, in the stillness between breaths, do we confront the monsters we dare not name? The penumbral figures of our thoughts emerge, inviting exploration through the murky corridors of longing and introspection. Echoes reveal, distill the obfuscation - what do we find when light bifurcates?
To engage with the water's edge is to navigate the labyrinth that
exists within. What letters echo reminders of warmth? What traces
spiral into the void, dissipating into the cool kiss of inevitability?
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