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It's a story without words,
told by colors that brush against each other.
A breath passes—blue like the sea,
ochre like skin caressed by the sun.
Time has stopped, right there,
in a burst of silence,
and the horizon has begun to dream.
It seems as if the light hesitates,
still searching for its reflection
in this quiet disorder
where the world begins anew with every glance.
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