Time to separate. I had the wrong idea. Duality is never the answer. No hiding, just be and face the consequences. I sometimes chase my little whimsical fancies, knowing that they are insubstantial and will only disappear as my hand passes through them. Why do I do this? One life is enough. Especially when it is undeniably a good one. Opening scene, immediately followed by a disappearing act.
I pause to humorously grin at my own expense, and take a bow.
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