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Blink Out.

Already hopelessly lost
in this infinite space,
locked in this state

of mind: you ask
me to hold
you down.

So I do.

The sounds you make,
things you say,
egg me on. 

Damn you.

Emotions, sensations,
imagination
felt for, to and from:

you project,
I identify. 

I am your shadow,
you are my point of light

and you have to die.

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