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          🖇🔓 ˗ˏˋ ꒰ one loop has opened ꒱ ˎˊ˗ fine blowing dust echoes the chirping of birds in the evening. a circle of life protected in one gentle embrace born from one breath in the universe. this section has the theme of a #daily with a faint beat behind the scythe. the magic continues until there are no more bends that lead to the inner core, waves that enliven the accompaniment of sound, circles that keep turning in search of a blink, the pull that makes us aware of an impenetrable door, and the breath of every creature.