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Enshrouded in the dusk of dreams, where the fjord's breath merges with the essence of time, I sat, half-submerged, pondering in silent reverie. Do the depths hold whispers of the grand design, secrets that will unfurl only when life's final thread is cut? The shore, a sentinel of the now, veils the eyes from the morrow’s arcane embrace. The deep beckons - a siren’s hymn promising answers in the after.

I returned to the world of waking, the chill of the unknown upon my flesh, the riddle of existence unsolved, its poetry etched within the water's call, yet unread, an ode to the seeker’s unquenched thirst.

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Enshrouded in the dusk of dreams, where the fjord's breath merges with the essence of time, I sat, half-submerged, pondering in silent reverie. Do the depths hold whispers of the grand design, secrets that will unfurl only when life's final thread is cut? The shore, a sentinel of the now, veils the eyes from the morrow’s arcane embrace. The deep beckons - a siren’s hymn promising answers in the after.

I returned to the world of waking, the chill of the unknown upon my flesh, the riddle of existence unsolved, its poetry etched within the water's call, yet unread, an ode to the seeker’s unquenched thirst.