"Illuminations, shadows, and mirages. Things are not always what they seem."
She sees the future, though it's but a dream, as she proves her worth, reflections off a screen tell her one more thing. Am I looking at I, or the mirror in that eye, am I fully fulfilled, or am I missing another set of eyes.
As far as the eye can tell, the spectacale to be had is what is really real. New horizons, old well, when zoomed right in, right now is really still. Encapsulate the frequency you have, even when blurred, statics tell a slur, navigate on average, that path is yet unheard.
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