My vision blurs and my eyes narrow. Tears flow from double sided nasals. Pin-pricked foreheads reminisce an Indian sorceress. Red dotted skies pepper momentary green flashes. Thank the lord that you’ll never see what I’ve seen. There is but sky and sea amidst this limitless boundary.

My vision blurs and my eyes narrow.

Tears flow from double sided nasals.

Pin-pricked foreheads reminisce an Indian sorceress.

Red dotted skies pepper momentary green flashes.

Thank the lord that you’ll never see what I’ve seen.

There is but sky and sea amidst this limitless boundary.

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