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A collection of somatic vapors bound by a
Psychic shell swirling in a universe in the
Space between my ears sliding towards the
Spot of light emitted by my hope

I taste the acid drops upon my tongue
Reality in it's purest form a transition into
Other an all exclusive self?

The notion of truth turns to a glorious dis-
Closure when death is gone there is only
Life we are only vapors

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