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Artmosphere

We are reptilian ghosts
Spirits passing through
Shedding our skins
Imperceptibly and forever
Mutating invisibly
New Incarnations
Transmuted onto familiar structures
Metamorphosing
Casting off the dead skin
Falling away
Turning to dust
Leaving the Past a memory
An Illusion
And making the Present a fleeting
Resplendent new reflection

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