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I hear a silent shout.

She is watching. She is hearing. 

My senses are dulling.  

Look,

Look, 

Look.

Sight is redefined.

Unstable language becomes vision.

Visionaries' eyes bleed with dirty truth. 

Never to see again.

I will eat and taste. 

Taste is escape. 

Sight is chaos.

Chaos I've seen before.