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claustrophobia
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crushed under the weight of the decayed air
my brain suppurates the reality with blood
crouched in my own helplessness
a foetus in the death’s uterus
i’m rediscovering in the dark
the forgotten language of the blind elders
so i could answer my blood
through the tight walls of fear
dull ringing of bells are reverberating
before they are swallowed up by vacuum
i’m a soldier
trapped in the belly of a horse
in a deserted stronghold
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