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Trickle
Whistling closely, spiraling upward
Blackened toenails to roots of hair
Shadowing reality
Everything leading up to one moment
Trickling down to infinity
Devolving or epitomizing?
Eternity a blessing or a damnation?
Soulless survival pleasing or deathly?
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