after

[gamine3]

...it was after the trance-like singing and ethereal dancing, after each had entered that small space to sit still as stone in the very center with solitary secret selves, after we chose to be transformed or reborn to the tune of cymbols crashing, drums pounding, random shouts of: "Yay! It's a girl!" as we emerged with fresh tender skin, after the

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[jimthecat]

you told me you were brushing your hair!