So, sit there among the remnants of old stars, and tell me, do you feel the universe whispering?
The footprints lead nowhere, or maybe everywhere. All we know is they’re cosmic breadcrumbs.
Tangles of time, little sprinkles of magic dust, and tales yet to unfold.
We walk on stardust and weave constellations with each breath. Curious, isn't it?
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