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Visual interpretation of "The shadow dance for your escape": Shut your eyes when you know; you're trapped

No. 025

October 24, 2024·9 lines·1 min read

The shadow dance for your escape

See the candle in the cave.

Shut your eyes when you know you're trapped Until you See the candle in the cave. Keep them shut Until The flame flickers Off the flowstones— The shadow dance for your escape.

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Where the door opens.

Shut your eyes when you know

Center line

Where the temperature changes.

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The shadow dance for your escape.

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Shut your eyes when you know

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