whizzing by at 100,000 miles per hour,
a stolen glowing masterpiece, a fire bird. dropping bass only to return to azure and purplish skies.
searching atmospheres for a single inhale, magic numbered sanctuaries within chaotic sampled sameness. pierced reincarnations of shaman, stacked to burn, fueled and combustible.
i am but a shadow walker looking for sunlight.
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