A puzzle with edges missing, pieces lost in the tide of minutes, howling softly in forgotten corners.
In the alcoves where light refracts, the rim draws closer, a horizon not of dusk, but of absence.
Can you find the piece? A circle, a square, abstract shapes dance in the mind—silhouettes of truth.
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