Visions collide, like shattered glass,
Each fragment holding a piece of the past.
The mind's canvas painted with abstract strokes,
As the boundaries of reality become evoked.
๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค ๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐ง๐ข ๐๐๐ฆ๐จ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐ค๐ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ง๐๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ // ๐๐๐น๐, ๐๐๐๐
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