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Purpose to Pain
The pain feels
Like a slippery stream
Of unseen
Suddenly surfacing
In eels
Sending jolts
In wavelengths
Across the lengths
Of fibres
That stretch
Into the acoustics
Of outer space
Where
They echo
Like
A
Wasteland
Leaving
One
Wandering the
Wastes
Mired
In
Tastes
Of time’s
Dark sand
Leaving being seeking
The meaning
Of
Being
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