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What buried, in lair of murmuring tongues

Perceptive hex interment, deranged

Useless, all futile human movements

Amalgamate to nothing, stagnating in prudence

Colossus, impartial creation

Disappointing nature, eternal

Break escape velocity, bleak arrival

Melt, dissolve, shedding the form we are made of

Time erased, collapsing the face of the future

Now realized, the death that was always beginning

Paint a picture of god, it reeks of the mirror

Does the cell feel a part of the soul?

A portal revealed, ineffable pathways

The circle of time, depths of the mirror