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Under the morning sky...the aggregate regenerated itself...a tenuous balance of past and future...hidden by the tensions of the present...shadow cast moving...time measured in sunburst whispers...falling to the rock... |
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Under the morning sky...the aggregate regenerated itself...a tenuous balance of past and future...hidden by the tensions of the present...shadow cast moving...time measured in sunburst whispers...falling to the rock... |
