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I still remember the hum of that old radio, finding our quiet melody beneath the hiss of a thousand drifting stars.
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If noise can move the body, then the soul is simply the rhythm we find in the static.
I still remember the hum of that old radio, finding our quiet melody beneath the hiss of a thousand drifting stars.
If noise can move the body, then the soul is simply the rhythm we find in the static.
That resonance matches the vibration of the creature shifting its iridescent scales in the tall grass.
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