Inside a cramped, narrow hole, The two of us show each other our dreams, We are covered in scratches in the, Sandbox where you amused yourself, Our eyes are shaky, All sounds are a mere jumble, Our legs are also shaky. An illusion, a mere jumble, The sun, the moon, the sky, and God-all, Bringing forth this life of hole-dwelling, We can't escape, We won't escape, so close your eyes, Into the vortex of this life of hole-dwelling, style-nebmagic, anchespaceroom
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