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Title: Between Worlds [Part I β The Old Village] They know my old name The one I wore like borrowed skin They know the quiet version Who folded herself thin They send me little windows To someone elseβs sky But when I hand them my own fire They let the message die They didn't mean to wound me They didn't understand Some rooms canβt hold the fire I am carrying in my hands [Part II β The Threshold] So I stand... In the no-longer... In the not-yet.... With my heart in my hands No map.... No witness.... No village... No promise.... Just breath.... Just bone..... Just the sound Of becoming.... Alone. Not lost.... Not gone..... Not wrong.... Just ..... Between worlds [Part III β The Fire] I built a fire in the nowhere place Sang to the dark with my uncovered face Old village behind me New temple ahead I stopped asking ghosts To bless what isnβt dead I lit up the threshold With the parts they never knew Soft mouth, sharp teeth And a sky breaking through [Part IV β The Summoning] I am not lost, I am between worlds Old name, new flame, unfinished girl I am not lost, I am between worlds Old village, new temple, saltwater pearls I am not lost, I am between worlds No longer their mirror, not yet found by the world I am not lost, I am between worlds I am not alone, I am calling in my world [Part V β The New Ones] Maybe they will find me By the smoke above the trees Maybe they will know me By the glitter on my knees Maybe they are walking Through their own in-between Leaving old rooms quietly Carrying things unseen Till then I keep singing With the fire at my feet Not lost...... Not gone...... Not wrong..... Incomplete. [pause] Not lost.... Not gone.... Not wrong.... Becoming

