SORA ART
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Two locks for eyes. Five keys at the fingertips. Not a single way in.
Drenched in electric colors, a silent figure confronts the impossible: holding every key, yet having no access to its own mind.
Is it trapped inside itself, or is the world locked out?
The keys were never the answer.