The new "backwards" version:
Fractured formulas of identity. Why. Where. How. Memories of rain on flowers and the cold steel of buildings under construction. I’m thinking in hazy. I’m floating in nebulous. I’m here but don’t know where.
The original version:
I’m here but don’t know where. I’m floating in nebulous, I’m thinking in hazy. Memories of rain on flowers and the cold steel of buildings under construction. How Where. Why. Fractured formulas of identity.
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