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.......... *..............the ocean...............* ..........
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.......... *.living.ghost.of..the.primordial soup.* ..........
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.......... wavering just out of sight ..........
~......... just outside .........~
*~........ the termination shock of perception, ........~*
**~....... .......~**
&**~...... a roaring depth reduced to a gentle ......~**&
§&**~..... swell upon the minds coast, .....~**&§
#§&**~.... ....~**&§#
##§&**~... invisible laps, claiming you, ...~**&§##
###§&**~.. not reaching. ..~**&§###
##§&**~... ...~**&§##
#§&**~.... but the body has limits, the barrier is ....~**&§#
§&**~..... impermanent, and exhaustion unlocks it. .....~**&§
&**~...... ......~**&
**~....... with closed eyes and a fractured self, .......~**
*~........ the shooting star on it's way to the ........~*
~......... dark lake, .........~
.......... you can hear the waves as they speak. ..........
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.......... sometimes they're people, ..........
.......... sometimes there's birds, ..........
.......... but there's always a warm alien embrace. ..........
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.......... and this time they hit shore. ..........
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