Just once, I saw my body asleep from above. A few seconds, then awake. Where had I been? Everyday my body is restrictive. Carrying my mind, sewn into my head. Locked in. I can’t understand this. At night it mingles with other minds. No personal space, just travelling through time and curling up next to others. I have dreams about souls being forever.
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