Memory dissipates. Presence. A unit of solution. Unknowable interiors revealed: a distance words can't reach. Cast into the chasm, beyond the fray, solitude absolved, absorbed in free fall. The dark lattice churns, mocking any illusion of stability: a simple paradox of constant flux. Elusive resolution emerges in the solace of a ghost. We will all be here forever. And she is with us all...
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