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Sign up now Already have an account? Sign inWe played these games. Lifted pictures frame by frame. When death came to fetch me, I tangled him in my web. Smiled.
On desert dunes, I stroll alone, Amidst a sea of burning stones. Beneath the fiery sun's relentless glare, I walk endlessly, with words of prayer.
At the barrier of Many Faces, a soul shrouded in gold ventures into an ethereal realm. Dreams rise like mercury, elusive and untold, while koi swim in spirals beneath closed eyes, weaving memories that flicker, fade, and endure.
Caves, time machines, and a conversation with a dear friend. Change is inevitable. What is your catalyst?