The shell curves in on itself, spiraling deeper
and deeper into its own secret recesses,
smaller and smaller sanctuaries.

If you could crawl inside, retreat into the inner darkness,
what would you find in the still heart?
A haven? Childhood home? A tight vastness of lost self?
Would you find peace?


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