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you are not you.

and yet i still see you.

i see the wings beneath your clothes, rustling and trying to get used to being so small.

i see the horns beneath your hair, threatening to grow and point towards the skies like they did before.

i see the claws beneath your nails, wanting to poke free and scratch at the bark of the nearest tree.

i see the pads on your hands, soft and invisible, waiting to touch the snow of tundras again.

you are not you.

and yet i still see you.