I am a veil

I’m afraid I may have gone somewhat off-track on this ‘I am from’ prompt, but as I started out I had the thought I was not so much the product of my identity, as from a kind of subconsciousness that was older or deeper than I could reach; that the universe was like a womb, a world of worlds.

I apologize for straying so far, K.E., from your prompt. I was not sure about submitting it, but having wrote it, I thought what the heck, it was the images which came to mind during the first 30 seconds.

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