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A Quiet Tension
There’s a quiet tension I’ve been noticing.
Something feels like it’s opening…
and closing at the same time.
There’s movement.
And there’s weight.
It doesn’t feel clear.
But it doesn’t feel wrong.
Just unfamiliar.
There are moments I stay with it.
And moments I don’t know how to move through it.
And somehow…
I do.
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