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TASTE OF THE ABYSS
Weightless fall
into the darkness of loneliness.
Why am I bottomless?
Inner depth
is expanding like universe.
I am the darkness of infinity.
I 'm darkness.
Falling darkness,
endless, bottomless.
A deafening silence sings to my body.
My spacious body hears
a tingling sweetness,
sweetness to be me.
It wakes me up from the dream of existence
it wipes me out,
where I am the source.
The source of life.
Goddess of fertility.
Fresh beauty.
Urša- 2019
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