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Under the mantle of night, embroidered with hidden symbols and untold secrets,
The stars reflect infinite desires, like eternal jewels in the abyss,
With finite pages and ephemeral moments of intense passion,
But the thirst for reading and the ardor of loving remain infinite,
They surpass even death, our fears, and our ephemeral dreams of peace.
In the mysterious libraries of the soul, each book is a secret temple,
A finite universe, but the magic of words opens doors to infinity,
Chapters and phrases ignite sparks of wisdom, occult and profound,
Navigating with paper boats through the vast oceans of esoteric knowledge.
Bodily passions, like falling stars, briefly illuminate our universe,
Encounters veiled in halos of intensity and unspoken desires,
But the desire to love burns like a sacred fire, an eternally hidden volcano,
Living beyond the limits of time and space, touching the mystery of the infinite.
Beyond the peaceful flow of time, our eternal desires remain,
Echoes of our hopes blooming in a world of ethereal light,
In the glacial silence of the night, each dream rises like alchemical smoke,
Leaving indestructible traces of desires that will never perish, beyond reality.
Under the delicate cover of enchanting books and embraced bodies,
We find the essence of eternity, endless desires that transcend space and time,
In each turned page and in every thrill of a magical encounter,
There is a poetry of infinity, a mystical dance that unites and separates different worlds.
We read and love, planting seeds of eternity in the garden of our existence,
Each story becomes an incantation of the soul, each moment of passion a divine verse,
In a universe of desires that surpass the boundaries of death and time,
We live the magic of infinity, in the eternal lights of the stars and in the sacred written pages.
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