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Reality / Immortality

hush hush
I hear
black clouds coming
wearing purple stripes

the sound is crawling
down the walls of my room
the floor is crumbling
under my feet

I float
growing wings white feathered
the seven signs of life are fading faster
and I am becoming as unreal
as you are
Immortality is ours


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