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A colossal, selfrepairing archipelago of floating, obsidianhued water lilies drifts through the thermosphere of a planet where time flows sideways, each lily not rooted in mud but anchored in solidified regretits petals carved from the compressed emotional residue of decisions never made. The lilies do not bloom they unbloom, their edges retracting like a memory dissolving in reverse, revealing not emptiness, but the ghostly outlines of choices that never existed, their emotional weight preserved in the crystalline structure of each petal. The sky is not blueit is a slowmotion cascade of inverted auroras, each streak not light but the afterimage of a decision that never unfolded, reforming into a

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