OFF LIFE…
I give to the moment, the source
Of my unknown strangest being
As noise must fade into silence
As man mist crumble to dust
I remain still, eyes closed, breaths count
Nothing of the past reveals
Present presence transforms to truth
Absent absence yields no fruit
I become the lapse of motion
Transcending human pleasure
Elcypher.
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