Visions collide, like shattered glass, Each fragment holding a piece of the past. The mind's canvas painted with abstract strokes, As the boundaries of reality become evoked.
๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค ๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐ง๐ข ๐๐๐ฆ๐จ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐ค๐ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ง๐๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ // ๐๐๐น๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฏ๐ฎโรโ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต๐ฒ