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The future whispers sweet ghosts of days not yet lived, dreams drenched in nostalgia slipping through our fingers like images cast in still waters. - Stella Marero The future whispers sweet ghosts of days not yet lived, dreams drenched in nostalgia slipping through our fingers like images cast in still waters. - Stella Marero The future whispers sweet ghosts of days not yet lived, dreams drenched in nostalgia slipping through our fingers like images cast in still waters. - Stella Marero