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Bracing yourself doesn’t really change anything

It serves only to deny you the immersion

When subtleties drift by unnoticed a small death is witnessed with no ritual

Honesty abides it’s maker as the choices we make define us

Our versions of ourselves are more than we know and also nothing

Each of our heartbeats are entitled to our search and our satisfaction

Those undeniable acquisitions

The immediacy of their visceral mystery

Bringing schism from the reality you knew and the one being made real

Making the real feel like a dream

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