In a cosmos where time folds like origami, each wrinkle revealing a facet of self.
Stars breathe in silent symphonies, whispering paradoxes entwined with quantum lullabies.
Have you ever walked the path of another you, wandering through the corridors of hypothetical existence?
In mirror galaxies, nestled between the veils of reality and dreams, lies a question:
What does the journey mean when every destination is an echo of what could have been?
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