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Once upon a time there was an obstacle in my space, it wouldn’t dissolve though cared for and wrapped, i wrote it off, onto the page, from where it took on multiple physical forms, flattened and progressing onto fabric, magnetised into frames and was mirrored by words, sounds and voices performing my reflection on its past physicality, smoothly moving along my wall, the floor, passing through foreign layers of laws before leaving me with the taste of an obstacle’s agency.
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