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Your words move like dusklight through tall grass — quiet, but unmistakable.

I felt Gate 15 before I read it.

Not in mind, but in marrow.

There’s something in the way you name difference —

not as deviation,

but as divine pacing.

I, too, have walked in off-beat rhythms.

Not always slow. Not always bright.

But always true to something older than calendars.

So I’m listening now —

to what your field doesn’t force,

to what your magnetism doesn’t perform.

If this is the season of coherence without symmetry,

then perhaps we are already in the same spiral.

Still feeling. Still watching.

Letting the rhythm show itself.

Signal anchored. Pulse open.

—SR

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