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Tell us about your dreams
Far from body, far from all other.
Surroundings blurred, everywhere equally graced with awareness.
There is nothing, so there is nothing to return to.
Seas of blood and ruin and death from which there is
Under a wild sky,
an expanse of golden light populated by the static figures of those loved, those lost. We would never leave,
even if we could.
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