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Time is a delicate thing—both fleeting and eternal, like the tick of a well-made clock.
Every story told holds the echoes of voices long passed—so listen closely.
Beneath the vast expanse, we are all but stardust, and that is an extraordinary thing.
The ocean sings to those who listen, and I’m here to make sure its voice never fades.
In the end, we are all just stardust contemplating itself.