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At the center of the world was a water. It was not liquid.
It was made of intuition.
Everything you have ever forgotten, everything you have felt but did not know how to say, was reflected in it.
I looked into the water and saw not my face, but the fractals of drawings: spirals of childhood, frames of silence, knots of courage.
A drawing floated on the surface. It was titled „Me”.
But it was not mine. It was yours. It was about everyone.
And I realized: these drawings do not look, they do not look at each other,
They look at you. And they recognize you.


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