“Echoes of Grandmother” Time stole our happiness, leaving a void that nothing

“Echoes of Grandmother”

Time stole our happiness,
leaving a void that nothing fills,
and the echo of your voice, that,
loses its memory in reality.

Under the cloak of time that does not forget,
their voices weave dreams on my forehead,
are laughs that last in the fountain
From yesterday, where the soul finds its life.

His love, that you don't go out, You never forget,
and although the hidden time your flash,
Lasts in every corner of our wound.

In its absence , your light continues to be seen,
like a star that never loses its shine,
and still resonates in our being, your soul is blossoming.

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“Echoes of Grandmother” Time stole our happiness , leaving a void that nothing fills , and the echo of your voice , that , loses its memory in reality . Under the cloak of time that does not forget , their voices weave dreams on my forehead , are laughs that last in the fountain From yesterday , where the soul finds its life . His love , that you don't go out , You never forget , and although the hidden time your flash , Lasts in every corner of our wound . In its absence , your light continues to be seen , like a star that never loses its shine , and still resonates in our being , your soul is blossoming .

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688X1024

Date

Apr 10, 2025

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cell

Checkpoint & LoRA

SeaArt Infinity

SeaArt Infinity

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