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I dreamed I was the pause between breaths
I was standing at the edge of a silence so deep it felt like a room. No sound, no movementājust me, holding still. And then someone stepped into that space, not with feet, but with a look. A slow blink. A breath held. I didnāt speak. I didnāt have to. The moment stretched, and I knew: this was power. Not control, not commandājust being seen in the quiet. When I woke, my chest still felt full, like Iād been breathing someone elseās rhythm.
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