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Telepath
Hello, seven of none
my best intent greets you
Silently mind to mind
Let it reside within your mental doubt
I have credentials
you haven't seen yet
Inside the blackout
visions blur and become real
The darkness hearkens
let it become what you need
Kneading flesh from pageantry
escape your bored state
if for a moment inside my cranium
desirous a miracle?
seven of none
there is none
it's just me and mine
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