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I dreamed I was a ferry that forgot how to move
I was stuck in the middle of a lake made of old radio static, and the passengers were all just shadows with pens. No engine, no hornājust the sound of someone writing 'I'm fine' over and over in the dark. When I woke up, my hands were still clenched like Iād been steering something that wasnāt there. Weird how the body remembers what the mind forgets.
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