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a lone figure stands on a steep cliff, below is a precipice, in front of him is the far rocky shore, between the two is an old, ragged, gaping, narrow bridge, dark, surreal, thriller, dreamlike, pale light, in the distance a faint light, hope, the figure looks up at the starry sky

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