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Jun 2018
lost & out of orbit; [-] tried to regain helm control;
drifting in zero gravity electro-synthetic             bodies being torn apart - limbs floating loose
'Mystress' & several others malfunctioning                   in a fluctuating
gravitational field; he feels his veins being ******
out of his pores; the bright turning disk:
space congeals in a [adrk] place of consciousness :
he seems to be spiraling
to a darker place; darker & darker
until the black solidifies in a mossy gelatinous  mass -
at the single last breath of human life
before all goes suddenly unselfaware;
the darkness recedes like a sticky muck back into space,
an oily pit of glimmering dead stars, bright as                fungi
Johnny  Noiπ
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Johnny Noiπ  ... ∞oπ ~☉✎♀︎₪ xo∞ ...
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