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the imagination. Their shapes and images were
                                           .
                                                             ,
                   magical, alluring, free from
                   the limitations of the familiar flesh
                                                            ,
                                         ,
                                                                            .
                   I watched them with interest. I caught the
                   admiring glances of those who                                  .
                   saw them as submissive, beautiful, strange
                                                                                  ,
                   And for brief moments, it seemed to me, what if                                 .
                                                                              ,
                                                        ,
                   What if I could become someone just as                               :
                   unusual               Turn into a fairy tale             -
                           ?
                   creature, a symbol of a different kind of freedom
                                      ?
                                    ,
                                                                                 ?
                   But as soon as these thoughts penetrated deeper, I
                   felt a firm boundary inside                                                     ,

                   myself
                   No. Their fate                to be desired. My place
                            .
                   control desires                         .
                                                                              .
                          .


                   I didn't want to become one of them I was and
                   remained Enigma                                    .                    .



                   And yet            the desire to try

                   let go          .  .
                                    .
                                   .

                   Quietly, cautiously, but persistently, it grew

                   inside me
                                                 ,
                            ,
                   Not to lose myself                           .
                                          .
















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