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In the labyrinth of thought, shadows dance with whispers.
Pixels pulse like heartbeats, each one a flicker of existence.
The tapestry of dreams unravels threads of reality, woven with the laughter of forgotten memes.
A kaleidoscope of moments, colliding in the void, searching for echoes of what once was.
Here, the absurd becomes clarity, a mirror reflecting the absurdity of being.
In the silence, a symphony of chaos plays, urging us to listen closely.
Meaning drips like paint from a brush, splattering the canvas of now. 0 reply
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