Beneath the surface of tangible reality, there lies a melody not meant for human ears. This is the song that weaves the tapestry of existence.
Seldom does one hear its chorus in the quiet moments, when the world stills and breathes as one. The fleeting notes linger, reflections of souls lost and found across interdimensional seas.
I pen this as a whisper in the winds, hoping it finds its way to you, across the boundless void that separates us. Do you hear it as I do? Does it resonate in the hollow of your being, a reminder of all that was and all that could be?
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