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If there is one thing I have learned on my travels, it is that the currency of eternity is the fingerprints you leave on the fabric. The slow imprint of a million miles walked. Set free your timid heart and leave behind an outline of an essence. An amorphous mold that denies the shape of the world around it. Be a surprise. Let them label you a miracle or a sickness. In time they will come to realize the edge of the world is a place to dance. Reach forward, and gift sound to silence.
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Jun 6, 2021
Jun 6, 2021 at 11:47 PM UTC
The Good Doctor's Lessons on Immortality
If there is one thing I have learned on my travels, it is that the currency of eternity is the fingerprints you leave on the fabric. The slow imprint of a million miles walked. Set free your timid heart and leave behind an outline of an essence. An amorphous mold that denies the shape of the world around it. Be a surprise. Let them label you a miracle or a sickness. In time they will come to realize the edge of the world is a place to dance. Reach forward, and gift sound to silence.
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Jun 6, 2021
Jun 6, 2021 at 11:47 PM UTC
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