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type of toy Inside                      the pulse that we
                                          .
                                                                      ,
                   heard even through the silence Collars
                   connected by a chain not for pain, but for ritual
                                                                         .
                   The chain is like a bridge Like an oath Like a                                   .
                                                                           ,
                   confession                .                      .                            .




































                      We didn't speak We breathed in sync                                  .
                                                  .
                   We were symmetry We were a scene We
                   were beautiful and belonged to each other                           .
                                                        .
                   Everything about these images was doll-like                                   .
                   dependence, sterile aesthetics, complete
                                                                 :
                   merger We have become more than just similar                              we
                                           ,
                                                                                     ,
                   became two halves of one body
                                  .
                   No one was in charge. We simply were. For                             .
                                                                                         .
                                                          .
                   For the sake of For the world For ourselves
                       And with a barely noticeable movement of his
                                                                       .
                                  .
                                                     .
                       lips, Sigma                                                     ,
                         ,
                   whispered             :
                    Which one of us is real                      ?







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