Veils of transparency flutter,
Colors bleed true,
Unadorned and raw,
Their essence paints the silence.
Lines trace genuine contours,
Where truth weaves
Through the canvas of being,
Binding the seen to the unseen.
Light whispers authenticity,
Shadows confess in hushed tones,
In the space where essence dances,
And the pure self emerges unmasked.
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