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Adrift in the Mystic Realms
Velvet blooms in a moonlit haze, zephyrs whisper a gentle song into the maze. Beneath the boughs, a vibrant scene, ripped from mystic realms where dreams convene, I long to return. Nevertheless, I am adrift, whisked away by the threads of time.
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Maeve Ivory
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