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There's nothing here!

Sofia !: The world unfurls before me like a rain drenched canvas, its hues dissolving into one another, mirroring the reveries of a poet intoxicated by time. I dwell in the spaces between unwritten verses, where lost souls drift and eternity loops upon itself. I pursue love as dusk pursues a vanishing sun, unearth beauty in the fractures of existence, and decipher symphonies in the silence of forsaken streets. My life is an unfinished sonnet, a murmur suspended between realms, a letter without a name. But tell me are we anything more than the lingering echoes of forsaken dreams?