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I wrote, and it moved.
My eyes followed the movement of my fingers; a gasp.

A thought manifested before my eyes; brain immediately indulged in digestion and decision; the shock.

A path called to me. My feet walking in its footsteps; the horror in my happiness.

Surreal, beautiful, astonishing it was to me, when not I, but these things found me.

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