Aphotic Shell
and my shell
does not transude
that sunlit swell
my shelter is shielded
and there is no light
only shimmer looks for
certain keenness to hide
I am stonedweller
my shell is a well
my shade is a betrayal
but nightlessness spells
I conceal in that body
unrevealed with the odds
grasping all of my doubts
by myself I am ghost
all is muted
this death seems transparent
and my mourner removes his appearance
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