I see worlds in you. Dark landscapes shifting, evolving over aeons. Vast wastelands of unexplored terrain.
I see it. The night sky above you, the labyrinth of paths to nowhere. The loneliness, the inner scream.
I see. Silver songs of wolves, swimming upward through the dark. Galaxies piercing the soft muted blackness, swirling, ice.
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