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You understand what it means for one moment to pass into another and for the world in that quick transition to take on a new blue color and weightlessness.
He fell on his ass.
the world was waiting to swallow those who did not step sure across its surface.
Blame is an endless circle.
The family spear you had given away now less a spear than a sewing needle, stitching two distant points of time together in one unending embrace.
their stories were stretched and pulled until they snapped and the seeds went flying,
To evaporate, until the body was ready to join where the spirit already was.
