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Naked Singularity.
You’re lost in the walls of your synonym.
I had a dream you wandered in sat at a table at a restaurant, and ripped open a milk pod, all the way down to the seeds.
Said- you know symbols eat the poison, if your hearts soft, your minds kinda off, carrying your own cross.
In naked singularity I found my way in, rainbows birds and spiders came out of the folds of my soul, flew me up, the web, the empty verse, the universe, knew me... my name.
He said, girl that’s a head trip your on.. The birds come even to your obscenities.. The birds came because I cried alone..
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A whisper to a scream, slowly fade away, and you wake up- and tomorrow is today, and you're crying, crying like a baby- caught between the tides.
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