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this is the trace of space.
this is the structure of space.
it is a flat structure.
to you space, I tell you:
I've never seen you so tight as in the last few months,
You have never been so tight to me. Never.
never so far.
I took the distance and I lost the distance
from the world,
with the world.
or respect me.
I have lost the Cartesian sense
a wave passed that moved it, changing the order of vectors
I go after that wave
together with the wave
I'm going out of you space, through you without touching you
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