Shadows In A Dream

We fall and rise again, fighting between light and darkness.

We grow up fascinated by the ink figures around us, intimidated by their deep contrast, fierce height and black smiles.

So we mimic and stretch ourselves, wanting to be like them.

One day, we realise that the ink figures are easily extinguished when strong light submerges their space, and us? We are the true giants.

Indestructible.

Incorruptible.

Whole.

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