Worlds in Me

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I’ve got my worlds in a chest, all of them round and perfect, seamless, having no edges. You’d think they are separate, divided, finite. But as they rest against each other, they whisper secrets, share thoughts and feelings, and absorb memories. Energy travels from core to threshold, permeating boundaries to form skin which knows you’re there and that we are one.

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