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You are the species that must live inside its own inventions
He did not make me, move me, nor drag me to the center.
“stop attacking the threshold.”
It’s true, but not enough
I recenter by naming what it isn’t. Then I can enter cleanly and enjoy what it is
He let the word settle without giving it orders
He looked again at the images
It is existential mileage.
“It feels almost childish,” I said after a moment.
La invitación lo había vuelto posible
Sure thing, Spring
The day shaped itself.
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