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ZRAK
[air, sight, ray of light]
New chapter, I’ve slipped somewhere else, the space around me feels denser and I cannot move the same way I used to, time is patience, slow and long and space is small, pressed. Through a small hole I glimpse the Sun again, just at the corner, light seeps through, warmth returns from the top. I’m buried, soil presses in, I cannot move as before, but I can spread, slowly, in all directions, I soak, spreading. From the playful dance in the water this is how I move now. A new disposition rises, my other nature, my ability, no need for fear, no hatred for the surface, no terror of the depths. Now I stay near the Sun, near warmth, and still spread deep, same playful movements as before, only slower, the desire to explore hasn’t left. Depth itself might be a way upward now, maybe as I go deeper, I go higher, maybe, could be, let’s see!
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