Magic, magic,
there is nothing.
I am nothing.
I am dying, black flesh being swallowed, swallowed
by eternity, I am withering and dying.
what is this consciousness but a breath,
we are fleeting.
no emotion, only death
and death’s eating
We are nothing.
I am nothing
without you.

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