mystical transformation
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For a long time, something lived in the dark. Not the kind of darkness you see when the lights go out, but the kind that sits quietly in the corners of your life. The kind that whispers doubts. The kind that keeps certain doors closed without you even realizing it. You carry on with your…
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Nothing— Not the kind that means absence, but the kind that trembles with everything that has not yet chosen a shape. A silence so full it feels like the inhale before a universe decides whether or not it wants to be born. I wait for the thought to arrive, but the waiting feels strange now.…
