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I wish I could see how I look behind the mirror... without any light, or surface. How would I appear without my reflection? I wish to take the journey into that vast expanse of formlessness where nothing matters: shapes, colours and even movements. A trapped shadow harbours a similar desire!
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Jan 27, 2021
Jan 27, 2021 at 10:18 AM UTC
Behind the mirror
I wish I could see how I look behind the mirror... without any light, or surface. How would I appear without my reflection? I wish to take the journey into that vast expanse of formlessness where nothing matters: shapes, colours and even movements. A trapped shadow harbours a similar desire!
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Jan 27, 2021
Jan 27, 2021 at 10:18 AM UTC
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