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60

This is my song...

i do not cast a shadow,
nor leave a print upon the ground...
i am not seen by mirrors, cameras,
i am over your left shoulder,
i wait at the edge of the unseen world,
i lurk in your scrying bowl,
i seek you in the mutable aethers,
and if we could but meet,
we could together dance the Grid Akashic,
step outside of time,
and be One with the Summer Stars...