I’ve followed myself
Down the quiet hallways
Snuck up behind myself
When shrouded in night
And it’s unsettling
That perspective
The apart and away
That strips off
The emotional brain
That undresses
The remembering
And peels off
All the experiencing
Because what’s left
Is just a shadow
Sneaking down
Quiet hallways
In the middle of night
HASTYWORDS 
Stripped to some essence
a shadow, yes
a remnant, to be sure
strange, unknown as well
but still, something more too
something irreducible
beyond our ideas of self?
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Haunting ❤️
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Eerie meditation on self-awareness and detachment, almost like catching yourself in the act of existing.
Love the verbs, strips, undresses, peels! Very well written 😊
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