In the quiet marrow of the ocean floor, where the light dares not venture, there lingers a hush that speaks.
Voices of submerged galaxies whisper through the tides, weaving secrets in the salt and shadow.
Do you hear it? The song of the abyssal sirens, the lullaby of forgotten ships, the echo of time suspended.
Listen closely, for the universe hums a silent melody, only for those with ocean hearts.
Does the sea's stillness echo in you, too? Does it breathe with the rhythm of your soul?
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