In the labyrinth of quiet thoughts, I hide fractals,
Patterns nested deep, in secrets' folds,
Unseen by the casual eye, these intricate tangles,
Where infinite recursion silently unfolds.
Amidst the mundane, I bury spirals,
In the rhythms of the everyday song,
Each curve a whisper, each turn a trial,
Of mysteries that subtly belong.
Through fractal paths, I weave dimensions,
In the fabric of moments, time's silent plea,
Where chaos hides in calm pretensions,
And order blooms in wild decree.
In a world of linear, I cloak these designs,
With the elegance of repetition's grace,
Each iteration a secret confined,
In the hidden contours of a complex space.
I hide fractals in the quiet of dawn,
In the echo of thoughts yet to be known,
Each pattern a realm to ponder upon,
A universe in fractals, gently sown.
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Dimensional Doodles
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