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Between the narrow walls
Of the white-roses-labyrinth
The dark titan swivelled
Open mouthed
Open eyed
The part of me that’s terrified. Stronger
But terrified. More curious, but terrified.
The rest of me, on fallen petals
Resting my eyes, watching realness go by.
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