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Ritual compresses ambiguity
“That is what I am measuring.”
But absence had its own gravity
What makes Yara’s return legitimate and Kael’s request not.
A system that could reconstruct the emotional texture of a past
“Alright,” Yara said. “Let’s begin.“
But look at the curve of the fruit
Choosing which sensations are translated
Words were still there—precise, available, intact
They arrived expecting forecasts
She hesitated. There was one other diagnostic she could run
He was the god of his own small box

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