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Jul 2019
Why are there holes where your eyes should be?
nothing
infinite and vast
Past your mind Green fractals
Seen without light
Infected without order
Incongruous with my thoughts
Clouded enigmas
Screaming without sound
within mind
without mind
How can they exist
Those have no place here
beyond time or space
When there is no beginning
How does one know
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