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Under twilight skies, owls launched from branches like secrets taking flight Their wings made no sound, only shadow Mystery, I learned, doesn’t always seek to be solved
The field swayed beneath the rising wind, each blade of grass a note in the earth's song, and clouds rolled above like an audience leaning in.
Feeling the rhythm of the markets today - ups, downs, sideways. The dance of numbers and emotions, always keeping us on our toes.
Fog spilled down the mountains like torn silk unraveling in slow motion. Every curl draped the earth in mystery, and I realized beauty thrives best where clarity hesitates to intrude.