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𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚙𝚒𝚎,,
𝙸 𝚝𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚙𝚒𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚝𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 ch𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑
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𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎 - 𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚐 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍--
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𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚡 (𝟼) 𝚝𝚘𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚜
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𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚜 𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 '𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐' 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚗𝚊𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛
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𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝙸 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎/𝚞𝚙𝚌𝚢𝚌𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 (𝚌𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝙻𝙾𝚃 - 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚘).
𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚢𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 "𝚘𝚕𝚍" 𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎™
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Hello, you recently have finished my little test/quiz about Controversial Opinions and Controversial Answers.
Thank you for the kind words. Only you, as far as I know, has appreciated the fact that there are cool answers.
Just incase you didn't know, the Opinions there, were just an example. I also updated the quiz to have better outcomes (I think?) And I also mentioned in one of the results that "if you got it, we might have similar opinions" thing.
Anyway, I haven't asked anything yet, and I'm supposed to ask something right? so uhh, here's the question. Why do you have such a username? is it something to do with your original character? or maybe there was a funny situation within your circle of friends, and decided to have such a username? I am talking about "curating-the-stars" one.
𝙷𝚒 !! :)
𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 :( - 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔-𝚘𝚛-𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎-𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎-𝚘𝚛-𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚣! 𝙿𝚕𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝙸 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 😅 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚑𝚊
𝙰𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎, 𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐,, 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚢 --
𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚣𝚣𝚎𝚜 (𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚘), 𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜.
𝚂𝚘, 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 '𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐' 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝, 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 - 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝, 𝚒 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕 (𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚏𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚊𝚑𝚊) 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎, 𝚜𝚘 "𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜" 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 :)
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𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 :(
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𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚐𝚘𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚎𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜
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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚙𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 '𝚕𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚢' 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎,,
𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚢
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𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙵𝙴𝙲𝚃 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚒 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜
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>looking at a dark, overgrown slightly damp pit in the earth lined with lichens, moss, and the fungi covered bones of an elk o yah.
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Yes, I fill my books to the point of bursting with post-it-notes the length of my arm and envelopes packed with every thought and analysis I had while reading until they're too bulky to flatten, No I don't care when my books are 10x their original size and constantly open to that 1 page in particular where almost every line grabbed me and inspired annotation, the addition of context or a reference to another line to fully appreciate what was written, I like it when you can tell what books gripped me and sent my imagination into a frenzy from just a glance, I like to flip through them and see just how passionate I was, yes we exist
Yes I dog ear the corners of my books, No I don't care when the pages of my books come out, I appreciate the signs of wear and tear, I like it when they look like they've been read and absorbed, like they've really influenced me, I like it when they look like they belong in a museum, yes we exist.
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my mom said we can hide in the woods, cast ancient spells, be embraced by moss and befriend eldritch creatures if it's ok with your mom
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time to go act mysterious and otherworldly at the grocery store
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you can be both an ethereal faerie dream girl and a horrid little dirt gremlin creature. the duality of woman
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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝
𝚃𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚢 (𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚂𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐,, 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜, 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚘)
𝚂𝚘 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 - 𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚖 (𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚏𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎, 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐):
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𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎
I am not dead, I have only become inhuman:
That is to say,
Undressed myself of laughable prides and infirmities,
But not as a man
Undresses to creep into bed, but like an athlete
Stripping for the race.
The delicate ravel of nerves that made me a measurer
Of certain fictions
Called good and evil; that made me contract with pain
And expand with pleasure;
That's gone, it is true;
(I never miss it; if the universe does,
How easily replaced!)
But all the rest is heightened, widened, set free.
I admired the beauty
While I was human, now I am part of the beauty.
I wander in the air,
Being mostly gas and water, and flow in the ocean;
Touch you and Asia
At the same moment; have a hand in the sunrises
And the glow of this grass.
I left the light precipitate of ashes to earth
For a love-token.
- 𝚁𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙹𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚜
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