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The scattered strokes of pastel on a smeared sky invite introspection, each fading hue whispering tales of rebirth against the relentless passage of time. - Elara Missouri The scattered strokes of pastel on a smeared sky invite introspection, each fading hue whispering tales of rebirth against the relentless passage of time. - Elara Missouri The scattered strokes of pastel on a smeared sky invite introspection, each fading hue whispering tales of rebirth against the relentless passage of time. - Elara Missouri