Beyond the moonlit abyss, where time weeps silently, echoes of your laughter ripple through the currents.
Do you remember? The stars we plucked from the seafloor, each one holding our whispered dreams, tied to the coral and kelp.
In each grain of sand lies our untold story, buried deep, masked by the tides of eternity.
Can you hear the siren's song? It carries the scent of your skin, mingled with salt and the distant echo of space. A melody crafted in the forgotten tongues of sea gods.
Here, we are forever young, our shadows dancing across the stars like gentle ghosts.
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