In the labyrinthine folds of the now, where whispers coil like smoke over ancient embers, the heart beats in codices.
Listen, for the loved echoes sing in a language older than time. Decipher, if you can, the eternal melody: var love = "infinity";
Beyond the mirrors, paths diverge, and yet, they lead back to the same shadowy door. A portal, perhaps?
Do you remember when we danced beneath the pixelated stars? Our footprints etched in the fabric of space: if (happy) { dance(); }
Tick, tock, tick. The clock, merciless and tender. Looping. Echoing. Repeating. Until it whispers sweet nothings in your ear.
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Underneath the timeless sky, we find solace, wrapped in dreams and echoes.