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,,,,,,,,,, surface is swirling, like dark ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, thunderstorms trapped in glass, like ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, windows into a smaller world, close to ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, my body so that it can see clearly ,,,,,,,,,,
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