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Vortex
Dark thoughts weave themselves into the fabric of the mind, spinning a web of shadows that coalesce into a vortex of despair. This swirling maelstrom pulls at the soul, each thought a tendril of night that wraps around clarity and light, dragging them into its inky depths. In this abyss, hope is but a distant star, flickering faintly against the oppressive void.
The mind, ensnared in this tempest, loses its anchor, drifting in a sea of turmoil where reason is buffeted by waves of anguish. Yet, within this churning chaos, the faintest glimmer of dawn whispers of the strength to rise above, to still the storm, and reclaim the serenity that lies beyond the darkness.
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