Statement

I am a child deep in a dreamy world of imagination.

I carry within me the rhythms of places I once called home. They linger beyond memory, familiar yet elusive, as though I have dreamed them into being. I cannot tell where remembering ends and imagining begins.

Time disappears. I follow something I recognize but cannot name into a world just beyond the ordinary. There, the unfamiliar becomes familiar, the invisible becomes visible.

I find my way home.

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