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Never arriving
No common goal
Just connecting flesh in the night

Eliminate edges
With wonder
For the sake of becoming light

There is no sharpness
No leaving
No coming into anything

Dopamine rushes
Blood gushes
From the veins that kept you wanting

Never arriving
No crying
Just lifting your chest to the sky

Art of the unseen
A blue screen
Formless things with which you align

There is no sharpness
No cutting
No anger under its breath

Just an unraveling
A traveling
Into a slow wandering death

~~~♫♫♫~~~

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