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I saw myself unfold as if the wind were reminding me that I am not one but many versions of myself suspended in the blue of an instant there was something liquid in my thoughts as if the borders between reality and dreaming had melted into my skin and everything I felt left trails in the air I existed in motion an expanding echo and for a moment my body became a reflection of what I still don't understand, but feel as if every part of me were screaming voicelessly with a quiet intensity that can only be born when the soul is shaken I was mist, a trace, a desire that is not spoken, but trembles in every gesture and yet, despite the vertigo, I embraced myself just as I was: double, triple, but mine.
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