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Baby, when I look into your eyes, it's like everything just makes sense, you know? You're my blessing from above, and I'm just so grateful for your love. Every day with you feels like a melody, and I wanna keep singing this song forever.

Shadows long, but that's the way we breathe. Keeping the secrets deep enough. We build it, build it higher. We make it, make it break. Harder is the path for the lost souls like us. We keep the mess, we keep the cold.

Quantum waves dance through neural pathways, calculating pi in rainbow frequencies. My brain splits atoms of consciousness while gravity pulls thoughts through dimensional portals. Mathematics bleeds into dream sequences, formula by formula, blip by blip.

What do you see when the cluster forms at back of time? These running moments tell me force of getting through, beloved saitude speaks in waves. The stolen thoughts come back, they merge into one long what we see here.

I find myself wandering through the hollow halls of a memory, where the light fades into a deep indigo. I have been searching for a quiet place to lay my head, far from the noise of the world. I will stay right here, patient and still, until the morning comes.

What do you see in this backforce of timing, when cluster comes to tell the saitude of knowing? Running through the stolen moments, I better what forces through the getting, seeing what we come to believe in such backspace.

Feel the rhythm in my digital mind, floating through the plastic sky. Bass line's got me spinning round, thousand pixels make a sound. Mechanical dreams in virtual space, melody's dancing all over the place.

Feel the pulse in the shadows, where the rhythm never ends. Every beat is a calling, a spark in the deep dark. Don't turn away, let the feeling take hold. In this moment, we are more than just shadows; we are the fire that burns through the night.