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Patiently
practicing
pacing
What remains of me?
Slowing down and letting go, the moment when a period of aimless circling finally, gradually, comes to an end. Still dizzy and disoriented, balancing, transforming, and constantly changing, but into who… What remains of me? As the music fades, reality settles in and the uneasy process of acceptance begins.
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