āTHE INTELLECTUALā 2026
Fixated so deeply on the beams of light that breaks through the ceiling, that I begin to reach out from the top of my head like a tree sprouts out of the soil to reach for what is but a fraction of the infinitely layered light of the sun, but it will only grow pale and wither the closer it gets, as itās fixation has left it blind to the shadow it casts.
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