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May 2019
Visited hollows refract in the mind
Setting their waves with available light
And my various limbs find suitable places--
I can't tell you what this means.

And what I am protracts with time
I cannot change these things of mine
My various limbs find suitable places--
I make echos with each cavern.

I make echoes with each cavern,

I make echoes with each cavern.

I make echoes with each cavern,

I can't tell you what it means.
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