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joy
Oh, what a beautiful nightmare; what a terrible dream are we.
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grimacing
You know where you have to get off because you have been there before, but not at night, and that cold realisation brings up a wave of panic like a sick sort of…
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almost unbearable frequency
There it is, that almost-unbearable frequency. That lightness, that purity. It is there. It is in the release. You become light only when you let go. It is there in the realisation on…
