I left my traces
I had the strange sensation of being stuck onto a glass sphere. All the world on the inside... All I do is wave at it. Do we really leave places? Is there such a thing as reuniting? When Emi calls me out, I wake up from somewhere else. Will we meet in China on the paper? My head still buzzes a bit. Time did not exist. She wasn't away... I feel the same now about China... I never really left it.
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