A new level reached, where the absence of air lets me
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breathe
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I m inverted electrical impulses. A malfunctioning
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death-code incomplete
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All things before me, at first unliving glimpse undeciphered
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Its semantics rid of logic. Nothing is all. All is
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contradiction
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Grinding, churning the sweetest ever noises
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Decode me into their non-communication
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A soundtrack to my failure, one syllable, one vowel
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A stagnant flow of endings. Un-time unbound. Merging to form
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the multi-none
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A sickly dance of matter, malignantly benign. Greeting the
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chasm unbearable, sublime.
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Dehumanization
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Meshuggah |