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the dreadful sleep overcomes me tearing my dreams
a kind of inner line stands stuck with(out) a soul I'm describing a strange wake from beyond myself the one lost in the immensity of twilight signs luring me into a long roar of bones the boom of lights terrifies me a voice tells me to go on I'm like the ether surrounding me but I'm not afraid, oh no, a white light wraps me then sing to me, meandering like water I take a deep breath and leave this place, too following the call of a vague murmur from the outside I miss a ray of smokey light another one, intensely red, squeezes me like a vice the imponderability I feel becomes electrocution and then I become blind in seven stages "wake up", I hear the voice thundering again I pass by all the lights and I come back with the stigmas I have thunder burns all over my skin and I no longer recognize my bone fragments I touch myself and get absorbed into the illusion of a shadow and of thought
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