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Two shadows enter the same narrow weather. Neither asks the other to disappear. For a moment, balance is a verb: one body lends the floor its patience, the other lends the air a place to go. Later, the room will look unchanged: one cup cooling beside the other, the rug holding its shallow crease. Still, something in its geometry will lean towards the missing weight.
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