AI generated image I stand before the looking glass, A stranger and a friend, Peering into depths of time, Where past and future blend. Who are you, reflection mine? A face I've always known, Yet alien
Imagen generada con IA El reloj marca las siete, Juan se levanta con prisa. Café rápido, pan con miel, y a la calle sin camisa. Corre, corre, va tarde ya, el autobús no lo espera. "¡Mira la hora!",
The sun was beginning to set, the water in the bay had a green hue. Seagulls squawked and dove, but it was Ella’s eyes who caught a lone pelican. She stood near the wooden railings of a pier and her fingers
