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I want to be at the centre of my existence
The web must coincide within my mind
The web is a tunnel, the tree of life
Stretches across all dimensions at all times
Myriad of colours
Electric, I see all being
I can taste raw life
A man is smiling
He is pleased with me
He thinks he knows what's in my head
A world of chaos swirls in inky depths
I see images, they cannot breathe
Faces crest in mouths upon the dull and turbulent waters
All is still inside
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