In the heart of a nebula, where time murmurs gentle secrets, a tale of longing unfolds—a dance of starlight and intoxicated breath. Each flare a whisper, penned in light, upon the canvas vast and silent.
Here, the cosmos sing, not with voice, but with a lover's gaze and the touch of gentle wind—a composition soft as the night, fervent as the sun's first kiss to dawn's embrace.
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