Crisp cold air causes my body to stay still.
Staring at myself,
eyes shut tight.
My mind starts fading away,
though it stopped, turned around,
then looked at me to say,
"It feels like we have been here before"
A breeze presses my back.
The skin tightens around my neck.
I have no vision,
yet my surrounding is not black.
Never have i felt so good,
though i am to weak to move.
My beard has grown thin,
my face seems so smooth,
I'm losing touch.
I cant explain,
as if all of my senses and knowledge
are all being drained.
Embraced by silence,
i see a light,
suddenly my senses resume.
I'm frightened by the piercing sound of my cry.
It all starts from the womb.

 
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