In a summer twilight, I locked myself in a room
I didn’t go out, I didn’t talk to anyone.
I escaped to a box of emptiness
where I knitted a long Gown with my thoughts.
Days, months and years passed.
I knitted more and more Gowns.
One day I picked the best of them
and I wore it and walked to the mirror.
I saw my glittering Gown but I couldn’t see me.
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