Rotated
The rotations caught up with me.
Just dancing like cutting into a universe like pineapple.
Doodling hopelessly because a strand of data ended my consciousness.
They were like dandelions because they have a grip on reality with horse hooves.
The generated plasma ended up in a dream.
Just like blood vessels I can see from here!
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