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Tale #43

Dancing Alone

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Alpha

My camera.
I always bring it with me when I go out.

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Alpha

But...these days it seems as if even when I see something that would make a
good picture I don't take it out of the pouch.

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I chose to walk this way.
It's one of the places I like to come to.
I take my time as I walk.
Here, between the air and the ground...

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At moments like this, I feel as if I could push out into the air, leaving
the earth behind.

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As I look around at the world, out of myself, I keep on walking.
I open my mouth, and let out a song.
And I start pacing back and forth again.
Waving my arms in sweeping movements.

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As I said, I never took my camera out.
But I carried on my strange song and dance all the way home.

Tale #43: Closing.