Feb 03, 2004 16:11
Powdered snow
f
.a
..l
...l
....s
into neat little
lines
as mushrooms sprout
from the floor.
signs of caution
..l...a.
f...o...t
away in a puff of
smoke and reality
follows close behind.
"when will we be real again?"
The turtle does not respond.
walking up uP UP
the tile mountain
I find the mirror
and pass through into
insanity|ytinasni
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