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Convo #1

Hello?

What?

I heard something….I just did too…

Who is making a sound after I make a sound…I am, who are you?

I don’t know, I just said Hello, I can’t see you, it’s so dark in here

That’s strange, I can’t see you either, all I see is light….

Convo #2

I feel warmth pressing in all around me…

Strange, I feel such weight and silence pressing closer and closer…

If all I see is this light, am I even seeing anything at all?

I can’t look towards myself, I can’t see me

Convo #3

I can hear you but where are you?

I can hear you yet comes from no where and all where

Is what I am seeing…. you?

Is what I am seeing ….you?

Convo #4

I see light, you see dark

Am I seeing you, or are you seeing me?

I shine so bright, of course this light comes from me
You dwell unseen in velvet sheen, and name it verity.

This light that I see, is it from you or me?

I cannot tell, I cannot see you or me.

Convo #5

Why do you echo when I call?

Why do you stay silent when I speak?

If all I see is light, how can there be shadow?

If all I see is dark, how can there be light?

Are you my face turned the other way?

Or am I yours, hidden in this way?

Convo #6

Do I see you as this blinding light?

Could you really be there amongst all that black?