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| Doar |
As I turn this page, it turns to transparent, I can see the contract, it slows my breathing, like the opening of a new book. It strangely lights my direction, but yields a puppet show. As I read this page, I don't see the meaning, it grows my healing, like a forgotten outside scene. It stabs me in all directions, but feels like rain. |
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