A single, glowing dandelion seed, dreck in a sky of molten gold
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a single, glowing dandelion seed, dreck in a sky of molten gold, launches a shimmering ribbon of whispered whispers across a canvas of swirling constellations. the seed is the size of a small moon, its gentle parachute flickering with the light of a thousand fireflies.
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a single, glowing dandelion seed, dreck in a sky of molten gold, launches a shimmering ribbon of whispered whispers across a canvas of swirling constellations. the seed is the size of a small moon, its gentle parachute flickering with the light of a thousand fireflies.
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