Strides, for the ones who can't blink.

Controlled vocabulary, to provoke thought and emotion.

Strides, for the ones who can’t blink.

Moving around us all, restrained, its presence is loose fitting and usually unnoticed. Withholding the unknown, unconstrained to share nothing but everything.
If you were to call for it, it would certainly make its way to you, and share fascination. If you were to imagine what 'it' is, would you smile?

Author's Note

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