[20] Labyrinth of Lines

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Summer is quietly winding down, and with it arrives a pseudomorph kind of time pause: the days feel softer at the edges, the daylight fades to less golden, the nights stretch with shimmering lights, and the air is ready to shift. Without counting the days, as the clock ticks, this familiar yearning for eternal summer has indeed marked my one ye…