Scattered across timelines,
across memories,
across silent places we dared not return to.
There is a place within me
where I don’t need to know in order to feel,
and I don’t need to do in order to exist.
You may not see it with your eyes, but your body remembers it.
Every ache. Every sigh. Every wish you couldn’t name.
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