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confidentiallyconfusing:
Once there was a maiden…
…who lived in a tomb, and the tomb was made in her image.
Because she lived in a tomb, she became like the dead.
She slept and dreamed.
And sometimes woke, and walked within the confines of her tomb.
“Why do you move?” her own ghost asked. “Why walk at all?”
“I am not trapped while yet I run,” said she.
@funkzpiel
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confidentiallyconfusing:
Once there was a maiden…
…who lived in a tomb, and the tomb was made in her image.
Because she lived in a tomb, she became like the dead.
She slept and dreamed.
And sometimes woke, and walked within the confines of her tomb.
“Why do you move?” her own ghost asked. “Why walk at all?”
“I am not trapped while yet I run,” said she.
@funkzpiel
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