A man with a mustache and tattoos poses for a mirror selfie wearing lace underwear. He is standing in a hallway with tiled floors.
Life is but a fleeting dream, a whisper in the night. While shadows fade to silence, gone beyond our sight. Through the veil of shadows, life’s mysteries are spun. Death untangles threads, revealing what’s begun. Life dances on the edge of time, a flicker in the breeze. Eternity then cradles us, a promise to appease.
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