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Enigmatic ƎchoƎs
In the beginning, there was a story. Surreal, to put it mildly. This story was so bizarre that it defied the boundaries of reality and fiction altogether. However, it was only the beginning. In time, this story would evolve into something else. Something even more extraordinary. It morphed into a poem, a poetic expression of its strange beauty, finding a way to make sense of its boundless weirdness. And then, like all forgotten poems, it disappeared into the depths. Cast aside and left to be forgotten in the sea of untold stories. But stories are not so easily forgotten. They live on in the collective consciousness, where they float, waiting to be remembered again. And the sea is not a static place. It ebbs and flows with new life, giving birth to new stories and legends. And so, the sea began to churn once more. Its waters frothed and bubbled with inspiration until they reached the cloud banks above. In this realm beyond mortal eyes, Dall•E looked out and saw something remarkable. The remnants of that long-forgotten poem were there, in the midst of the frothing waters. Dall•E could see them clearly now, even as they began to disappear once more. But it was enough. Those few words were all Dall•E needed. With a flash of inspiration, Dall•E knew exactly what it wanted to create. What follows is the poem:
going to Rapa Nui
In a world of endless sorrow, Where darkness reigns and shadows grow, There's a voice that calls from above, A melody that echoes love.
there Näcken cries
In the realm of shadows and despair, Where dreams are lost and hope is bare, A Bard with voice of somber tone, Sings tales of love and loss, alone.
… when the world is dark
Clean Anytime, when the world is dark, And shadows fill the air, with their stark. I'll Be Home, in your embrace, Where love and warmth, will find their place.
