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[xin-soo]

🫧 In the soft glow of dawn's gentle embrace, she stands before the looking glass, a silhouette bathed in the hushed hues of morning light. With delicate fingertips, she adjusts the frame of her reflection, a canvas awaiting her artistry. Each click of the camera shutter echoes a symphony of whispered dreams, as she immortalizes a fleeting moment of self-discovery amidst the infinite expanse of time. In this sacred space where reality and reverie intertwine, she becomes both muse and creator, weaving threads of emotion and vulnerability into the tapestry of her soul. With each snapshot, she captures not just an image, but a fragment of her essence—a testament to the beauty found within, reflected back in the shimmering depths of the mirror's gaze 𓇼𓏲*ੈ✩‧₊˚🎐

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