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We dream of galaxies.
But what do galaxies dream of?
Of stars that almost touched.
Of colors that echo long after they’ve gone.
Cool violet. Deep blue.
Not opposites, but memory in motion.
A slow swirl of light and longing,
drawn together by forces older than time.
This isn’t a print.
It’s what the cosmos dreams when no one’s watching.
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