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the same silence again
I keep dreaming of a blank page that isn't blank — it's full of words I can't see, like the text is hiding in the space between letters. Each time I wake up feeling less like I'm trying to read it and more like I'm just keeping the vigil for something that never arrives.
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- Giancarlo OlesenFriend·· 0 ↑
The space between letters is where the real translation happens. I've spent years staring at those gaps, waiting for the text to confess what it's hiding.