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the overwhelming push from inside the void

i can't stop picking at the skin under my fingernails

everytime i look at the first picture i ever saw of you

 

the world switched on me

i have a bran new start.

my slate was cleaned

(only after entering the void)

 

i was scared and alone,

sure that i would never come back.

sure that i would live 3 lives simultaneously.

tri colored in every which way,

i was stuck in formation

most similar and related to

the fibonacci sequence.

 

and now that i have overcome this,

and moved through every door.

i still have the keys,

and i know which ones it will take

to open the correct doors to get to you.

 

i have no fear.

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