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| A flash of red, caught between glass and morning. |
Some mornings feel like this. A flash of red. Heat behind your eyes. The sense that even your glasses are burning.
It’s funny how the most ordinary things can flare up like signals.
A pair of glasses. A blur of heat. A quiet warning.
Some days, vision feels more like exposure. You’re not seeing clearly, you’re being seen through.
Everything looks too sharp, too loud, too alive.
And you wonder: is the world on fire?
Or is it just you?
Location: Home, Dubai
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