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Who left these buildings in my dreams?

Nosal Kateryna

15
years old,
Zaporizhzhia, Ukraine

The city is silent, but its walls whisper. Clouds drift to sleep on rooftops, streets braid into patterns, and underground passages lead to unknown dimensions. Here, every arch is a portal, every window an eye that sees your thoughts. This is a place where buildings might lose their shadows, and stairways reach toward the sky without reason.

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