Strange metallic breeze blows
I am not here
I am perforated threw a rainbow
I am sex, a metaphor, non-actuel
disappearance
Collude in whispers a landscape
is fortitude object 9
and beyond focus
You are Helios danse repetition repetition
I'm thinking about writing
preternatural and ordinary
primitive and haughty you are
my laboratory a Kirlian factory
landscapes
whisper protrusions and excavations
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