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Visual interpretation of "Out of any other": How does it look through; The glass of the window blown

No. 053

November 21, 2024·6 lines·1 min read

Out of any other

The glass of the window blown

How does it look through The glass of the window blown by memory? You can mind-hop, but you can't really see Out of any other.

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But you still needed →← Notice the tremors in your

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Out of any other.

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