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Her Vital Phantom
In the quiet of twilight,    they linger like whispers,    two souls adrift in a sea of dreams,    a friendship woven with threads of light,    each moment a sigh, a soft brush of hands    that never quite meets.     She feels his essence,    a phantom of laughter,    his smile dances like shadows, ...
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