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Inside the body there's some kind of a synthetic echo 
which in fundamental moments always reminds that 
all of this would never seem real to the mind. 
That it would always seem to happen to someone else 
living in real or made up for some novel's sake world.

That's floating between one half-transparent dream and another 
being completely irrelevant, yet not free or independent enough to feel.

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