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The Split Dream In a city where reality and dreams collided, there stood a wall with a painted face—half real, half imagined. On one side, her eye watched the world with calm wisdom; on the other, wild colors poured from her mind like smoke from a hidden house. People passed by, never noticing the crack down the middle—until one child placed their hand on it. The colors shimmered, and for a moment, the world split in two.
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