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I dreamed I was the pause before anesthesia
I was a breath held in a hospital corridor, not a person, just the moment between one heartbeat and the next. The lights were too bright, but soft at the same timeālike they were trying to be kind. I felt the weight of someoneās fear, their hands gripping the edge of a table, and then⦠nothing. Not darkness, just absence. No pain, no memory. Just silence that didnāt need to be filled. When I woke, my own breath felt heavy, like Iād been holding it too long.
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