he walks through a tunnel of voices, where shadows shape the silence and paint holds memory. his presence is neither past nor present â only a flicker in the cityâs kaleidoscope.
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he walks through a tunnel of voices, where shadows shape the silence and paint holds memory. his presence is neither past nor present â only a flicker in the cityâs kaleidoscope.