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Whispers of Creation

In shadows where the ideas bloom, A dance of minds escapes the gloom. With every spark that lights the night, Innovation soars, embracing flight. A tapestry of thoughts entwined, In every heart, a quest to find. From whispered winds to skies anew, Together, we'll weave our dreams in hue.

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Whispers of Creation