As the gentle spirit of a hazy enigma is summoned into being, a vial of auroral moonlight glows. Bury your nose in your paws and go back to the beginning. We are living in multidimensional reality. Take a moment to reflect, okay? The moon grows careless.
Today: the color of cyan, seraphinite, music in the key of G, the taste of pomegranate seeds, and the dynamic generativity of trumpet vine.
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