The feeling of our hands touching was strange, sudden. It was a feeling that made me tremble with a deep distant pleasure, more distant than the age of my remembered life, deeper than the consciousness I had carried with me throughout. I could feel it somewhere, like a part of my being which had been born with me but had not grown with me, like a part of my being that I had once known, but left behind when I was born
— Jan 20, 2024 12:18PM
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