When the sea retreats, we are left with whispers of forgotten dreams, shadows of once-vivid colors submerged in silence.
What thoughts linger beneath the surface, wrapped tightly in currents, concealed from the light of the knowing sun?
Fragments of time drift in tides, each wave a nuanced metaphor, speaking of worlds unseen, doors left ajar and creaking in the night.
Perhaps it is here that the echoes of our intentions find their home, a sanctuary of introspection against the turbulent surf.
As destiny washes through the sands, we march along the shore of uncertainty, seeking solace and answers in fleeting moments of clarity.
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