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As you well know, parallel paths are foreordained entities of diversity. As they travel further away from their origins, the more attraction tends to set in, not as a spiritual mechanism, but, rather, as a physical replication or limitless mimicry. One trajectory makes reference to the other, leading to a barrier, a zero crossing, some sort of cessation of thought. Lines become curves and act as waking agents for the soul as it approaches its limit. Sometimes this process is disrupted, as is the case this time. I have lost something on the way and I seem to be stuck in the place where I lost it. I feel anchored here and need to find a way to move again. There is not much time.
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