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...:-\*$#@ @#$*\-:...
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......:-\* \......................................\ *\-:......
.......:-\ \..............the ocean...............\ \-:.......
........:- \......................................\ -:........
.......:-\ \.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. #$*\-:....
.....:-\*$ $*\-:.....
......:-\* and this time they hit shore. *\-:......
.......:-\ \-:.......
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