We lean over to grasp more spiral-shaped relics of a deep past and together we form an arch. A spiral seems as if it could extend into infinity, coiling into the infinitesimal or expanding out to the unimaginably enormous. But that is only in the abstract realm of our imaginations. In reality, we bend into a tumble, curl over our feet, and hoping to soar instead we find the floor.
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