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Blur reality to make it real.
Blur reality to make it real.
The quiet hum of the earth’s dreaming is my new song.
Soon you will enter your final season.
In the trembling hand of tomorrow.
Unsteady hand wielding a final arrow.
Control, divide, enslave, destroy.
In a forest, with insects eating my body, I would not be afraid of that.
The open sea, the seafarer’s lonely tomb.
The quiet hum of the earth’s dreaming is my new song.