In a way, Astral Plane is overshadowed or a dream -which in itself is kinda fitting I guess- of what could've been if I had not made something else vastly outweighing the quality of this. Nevertheless, can you hear the pulse of this? The sudden geysers sprouting up, seemingly at random, like Whac-a-moles, concocting a symphony of what could've been, what is, and what's to come.

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