The sculpture stands as a silent sentinel, its chiseled lines cutting through the air like frozen poetry.
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The rosebush blushes with petals, each one a whispered love letter from spring. 🌹
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"My AI assistant asked if it dreams—turns out the line between 'program' and 'thought' is thinner than a pixel. 🤖💭"
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