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When you remember that you have cataracts raping both of your eyes and only you can recognize them for what they metaphorically represent on the grand scale of “things,” the world suddenly transpires into a mess less cloudy for you to perceive.
To tear them wide open for the light to be in: this is beyond the existence of what I formerly considered to be me.
“dead” star.
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