Arti.fictional iD
" identify "
it's a part that tickles
on the inside
" nine "
materials merging
to form one mind
a dangerous game
well worth the ride
a serpent
bares her eyes...
chaotic straightaway
wings without a butterfly
and the matter... is choice
dark formations
in a singular voice
sights to be seen
and the vanishing
happens
where last you've been
" realities "
revolve to solve
" a paradox "
an elusive equation
leads manifestation
and a possible collision
in degrees of separation
" I am the madness "
and the conclusion
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