Expressing about repressing

I am typically only struck with profundities when I am not in a mind to record them. When pressed to express, I stare in silence; recalling everything as it seemed to myself but in no detail, as a future revealed through an orb might seem – conglomerated and distorted and lumped together as one big ‘feel’.

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