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I switched But a trace remained in my memory
                   Not just from the image, but from the gaze of
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                   the one who chose                     ,                                    ,
                   It wasn't just a game                            It was an exchange
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                   Secret, strange, beautiful                    .         .                   .
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                   I didn't need a reason to propose                                               :
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                          Name a number            .
                   Sometimes I did it just for fun                                between
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                   conversations as an innocent whim                                .
                   Sometimes as a challenge
                                           ,
                      And sometimes            just because I
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                   wanted to take on a different appearance And to
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                                      .
                                        .
                                       .
                   know                                                     .               :
                   someone would slam the door behind me In two
                   days Without explanation                  .                  .
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                              .
                   I liked how their eyes changed                                          .
                                              ,
                   how the hesitation on their faces turned into
                   determinatio       .n
                   How a simple choice of numbers became an act of

                   influence
                    And I         .
                   I remained myself In any of the ninety-two bodies
                          ?
                         ...Once someone mentioned the number
                                                        .
                   Without hesitation Almost automatically                         .
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                     Fifty-seven              .                                   .
                   I didn't even remember what that avatar was                           .
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                   "
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                   She simply nodded and pressed out of habit
                   Click Load Transition             .                 .                   .
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