Opalshone reflections cast upon a nostalgic haze in the liminal stillness of a summer hour, lost in the soft echoes of a foreign transition, where the space between dreams and reality wandered into the prismatic light of a forgotten time when the crisp, yet dizzying air made both nothing and everything significant. | mint.fun

Opalshone reflections cast upon a nostalgic haze in the liminal stillness of a summer hour, lost in the soft echoes of a foreign transition, where the space between dreams and reality wandered into the prismatic light of a forgotten time when the crisp, yet dizzying air made both nothing and everything significant.

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