white shell. cool my blood. no edge harms my skin. no shadow to fight with. I feed on solitude now. in this very moment I’m defending by default. out of reach. you wont find me here. a rest in airborne silence. lost in my narrow field of vision. finally imprisoned. who can stop me now?
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