“What if I just vanished?” Not death. No. Not grief, not tragedy. Just disappearance. A quiet undoing. One blink and I am gone—as if I had slipped into thin air, reappearing in a place where no one knows my name, where my story begins again with clean pages. The idea visits me sometimes, always uninvited, yet never unwelcome.

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