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Siren

Her lullaby churns, shapes, bends
the folds of time(waves): I follow

under an illusion of change
the night is but infinite shades
of a single hue, brushed together
to give an appearance of order:

In a moment of endless night
in that watery void: I follow

under hypnosis
her call.
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Written by mbass33 (matthew bass)
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