An old soul with eyes that crawl a few strides then
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to a convexed-lensed-belly
veins like limbs sprawled out as a slightly melt
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neck tucked close to the centered dark pupil heart that's let so little light in in twenty-two years
although it seems they've seen so much in the dark while walking the border between dreaming and reality.