It is a whisper about the mystery of ephemerality, about the sacred peace of passing, about how the most beautiful moments last but a blink of an eye, like the morning dew that vanishes with the first rays of the sun. It speaks of the shadow's longing for the light, of acceptance of the world's rhythm, where the end is merely a promise of a new beginning, and the deepest secrets are born in absolute silence…
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