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Welcome
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Dots
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Who
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Crowsong, Deathwonder, a colony of ants eating me, the leaves, the light, and there on....
Hiding
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Hiding, no. Being grass. The feeling of animate being. Radiate inward like a turned out star.
Kyakukya
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Death is the color of everything but sometimes it waves in bright ribbons, like here. The whittlers weigh their passing goods, and the walls are corpse eaters.
Swords
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Tugged from the claws of one who had become a cord in time's silly carpet. I outrooted the hilts and sheathed the blades, and now I am he. I still have the nail dirt.