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Feverish pastures speak of nomadism, a lugubrious omen. Meridians emanate a soft glare towards deliverance.
A pale diorama of glass coalesces, chords progress like sourceless summer rain. Guileless wonder bows to a preliminary bath of warm sunshine and a rejuvenating resolve. The method of luring drifting spirits in a magnetic field with a contained endurance. Curved strokes of bleached years awash in lingering mystery devoid of azure skies.
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