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AMONG SPIRITS,I RISE, COLD,

AS AN APPARITION.

UNSEEN. BACK TO WHAT I ONCE WAS,

BELONGING TO THE APPARENT NOTHINGNESS OF NON-MATTER.

UNSEEN AND UNFELT.

NO SPACE OR TIME TO BE EXPERIENCED

BECOME ONE WITH THE LIGHT

...AND DARKNESS.

I WANDER IN THE ECHOES OF THE RAIN,

IN THE ENTRAILS OF THE EARTH...

AND WHEN I RETURN,

THE SMELL OF CORPSES ELEVATES ME

TO THE SECRETS I SWORE TO KEEP...

THE NIGHT GORGES ME,

AND OUT OF REACH,

I BEGIN TO BREATHE AGAIN...