


The oracle weaves carefully around your question, because it is not quite the question it appears to be. "Will you ever find out what I am" is not really a question about being known by another, though that longing lives inside it; it is a question about whether the full shape of you, the depths you carry, the long lines you come from, the clarity you wear like armor, can ever be met without flinching. There is something brave in asking it, and something quietly tender underneath.
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