/DISTANT_ECHO

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realms unseen are waiting in the wings
i've quietly gone gold
and whispers grate slowly in the air

this place is infinite
and my eyes are fluid
the stars are gentle winks
from a populous unaware

reveal to me, when the last breath comes
how it is that I stayed so long
the lens has begun to close
and this end is just the beginning

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/TIME_RECEIVED 02:17
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