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As we hang from the vine We swam on the thin red line I'm asleep in the deep Asleep in the dark black sea I call out your name All I hear is the pouring rain When you came into view I realize it's not you, in The style of Fibonacci, in the style of art from Zdzisław Beksiński, Giger