Void is a shadow in the decisions.
Love is holding to the stars, like the silk thread that binds the decision and the known, and is falling from the stars.
Crystalline sparkles are on the trail of the unknown.
The sparkles are in freedom, traces drawn as a circle of fire, dreams in deep waters.
The state of infinite moments in one moment.
Drown in a sea of dreams.
You are breathing your hair while drowning.
It’s like seeing stars on your eyelashes.
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