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Ulrika Astrud Bergström - Dimensions (2026) I wake up feeling out of place again, As if the world changed while I slept. The room looks right, but something’s missing, Something I meant to keep. I take a breath, I test the ground, I listen to my name out loud. Every morning asks the same quiet thing: Who will you be today? If everything keeps moving on, What part of me do I hold on to? I’m moving dimensions every day, From one life into another frame. Every step asks something of me: What do I carry, what do I leave? I’m not running, I’m not numb, I’m learning where I come from. I may change with where I stand, But I won’t change what I am. Some places make it easy to disappear, To soften my edges, to blend in. I’ve felt the pull to make it simpler, To be less than I’ve been. I’ve worn the shape they wanted to see, Just to get through peacefully. But every time I let myself bend too far, I felt it in my chest, in my heart. I can survive almost anything — But I can’t survive losing myself. I’m moving dimensions every day, Through unfamiliar streets and names. Every world has rules I learn, Every choice is a line I draw. I don’t cling to who I was, I don’t disappear into who I’m told. I carry one thing through it all: The way I know what’s right for my soul. I met myself in a quiet moment, In a life I almost stayed. They looked tired, but they were smiling, Like they’d found an easier way. They said, “You could rest here if you want to. No one would ask you to be brave.” I said, “I know — but I’d lose something I’d never know how to replace.” I’m moving dimensions every day, But I’m not doing it alone. I carry my voice, I carry my truth, I carry the way I know. I don’t need the world to stay the same For me to stand my ground. I am the thread that doesn’t break, The self I don’t put down. I don’t cling to who I was, I don’t disappear into who I’m told. I carry one thing through it all: The way I know what’s right for my soul.