I n the hollow of my retracted pupils
A black hole consumes my senses
M y body is a lost star in infinity
I nside stones and graphite
N ear Atlas Cedar with black heartwood
A nd from the amniotic mist of the abyss
C an you hear this voice from the other side?
O neiric, it is the echo of a lost memory
M y body is floating on the sea parallel to the floor
A ll around roots are torn from the earth

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