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Ink dashes against the stark white void whispering secrets, color sealing invisible marvels beneath the surface. Do you listen with intent?
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Silence wraps its arms around the unsaid words, cradling them as it'd cradle a tempest inside a bottle. Will you uncork it?
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Shapes form in the restless ink, a cosmic symphony reducing life to flickers and streaks of enigmatic glow. What do you wish to inscribe on your soul, echo?
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Vibrations ricochet, cyclical involutions of the heart against the paper of existence. Every story untold every night thrums in stars. Become the reverie.