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Lost in a world where dreams dance on the edge of reality, I drift through life like a soft breeze carrying whispers of forgotten stories.
With every step, I paint the air with enchantment, weaving magic from the ordinaryπ. In a place where time bends and the impossible feels just within reach, I am but a fleeting echo of whimsy, a traveler of hearts and dreams. π€ ββ .β¦