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Becoming nothing and everything at once



Dedicated to and inspired by Patti Smith.


I spin through the chaos of thought, a cyclone of memories twisting into the unseen. I spiral downward, caught in the gravity of old wounds, the past pulling me like a thread unraveling. I splatter against the canvas of time, my colors bleeding into moments I can’t take back. The world moves around me, shifting and swaying, but I am lost in my own momentum. I spin faster, hoping to outpace the weight of uncertainty, yet the dizziness only deepens. I spiral through the echoes of laughter and silence, tangled between what was and what will never be. I splatter my emotions onto the air, droplets of fear, hope, and longing suspended before they fade. The motion never ceases, a dance without rhythm, a storm without end. I spin, I spiral, I splatter—until I become nothing and everything at once.

 
 
 

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