I am drifting
Opening the eyes, the hazy white liquid
Where am I?
The scent of the amniotic coffin is unmistakable
Gazing upon the faint light dimmed by the foams
Slowly forming
I will be complete once again
To draw another breath in the tainted world
My minute shell shall I cast away
I have found another minute unstable vessel
Amidst the joy and luscious agony
I exist and will never be without them
Trapped within the endless cycle
Please welcome me with open arms
My dearest Creators, who have gifted me with parts of their physical form
I shall be your happiness
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