by Lobo Aru
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Poem ID: 121
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RETURN TO THE DARK HERE
Nitrous and High During 'Flies On The Windscreen'
All flows in its own dimension
And our sensors can't begin to see up
Designed by us they can only see in our level or below
All levels flow back to the point
The singularity that spawns
All time dances towards the light
And flows through infinite complexity
Dimensionally real
Infinite complexity



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