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As if I never laid eyes on a human being
as if this is the first time I can distinguish between stone sculptures and flesh made beings as if it is the first time I hear sounds that resemble a voice, the sounds I knew before, were noisy and deafening. As if it is the first time my mind really understands a language a language, that seemed to be unspoken before we met. as if this is the beginning of the world and I am a new creature, stepping on the ground as if it is the first time, the word discover, has meaning, has purpose, in my mind. Once, I was pollen in the wind, once I was drops of tears that fell into a great water, and ended up in confusion, next to all the waves, but now as if I rise, as a mighty phoenix, that leads its life, on the edge of immortality. As if, I no longer belong to a simple world but to an entire, unknown by now, universe that takes my steps into a somewhat of shiny chamber in which all I can find is myself and my other self, sitting on a table and mirroring themselves in the loud silence of clashing selves.
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