“I see in the green area indefinitely,
whispering infinite body of whispers,
languages, languages and green eyes, reflexes and mobility,
moisture, sparks of light – how they are separate,
I do not have a separate,
I’m in an eye, everything is mirages and whispers,
light in a dark mirror errs increasingly far into the woods reflection”.
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