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I woke up covered in feather moss
My home was filled with brume
Thoughts were dancing
in the deepest chamber of mind
I could barely feel them
tickle my roots
They were shifting and blending
Evading capsules of words
My dreams are too thick
to cross the threshold of Earth
so I continue on
as a ghost of this world
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