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A single, selfsustaining cluster of inverted raindrops hangs suspended in the center of a vast, inverted sky filled with floating, petrified clouds shaped like the silhouettes of forgotten childrens drawings. The drops are not waterthey are solidified moments of laughter captured midscream, each one refracting light into a spectrum of colors that only appear when viewed from the inside out. The cluster does not fallit rises, expanding with each breath, drawing the emotional weight of a thousand unspoken jokes into its core, condensing into a dense, iridescent sphere that pulses with the harmonic resonance of a laugh that never reached an ear. The clouds are not vaporthey are layered strata of fossilized joy, each ripple et

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