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he/him
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...pulsing light, like a field of virtual particles in the vacuum of space, coming and going. It felt peaceful like a gentle wind blowing across a field of long grass. I knew that whatever I am was allowed to become whatever it was. Then I woke up.
...pulsing light, like a field of virtual particles in the vacuum of space, coming and going. It felt peaceful like a gentle wind blowing across a field of long grass. I knew that whatever I am was allowed to become whatever it was. Then I woke up.