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Colors Between Time

A GATE of twilight, where hues begin their slow descent. The fading light, a JEWEL caught in time's soft hand. A SHADOW falls, a silent, whispered, deep MUTTER. Through time's vast GATE, a spectrum's memory flows. A MUTTER of rust and gold, where moments interweave. The JEWEL of dawn, escaping night's dark SHADOW. And time's own GATE, where colored echoes softly hover.

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