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inside  my head, there lies a world unseen

and by ‘inside my head’, the curls on top of it, I mean

a universe of whorls

this cosmos of curls

defying gravity

defying space

defying time

to before we were the white wraiths’ hateful mime

to before we were forced into their cages

we are connected to our ancestors,

across space, across the ages

pearls of water glisten here like starlight,

glittering in the pitch black and moonlight