Inside, outside

We are essential about inside stuff. Our inside skirts the outside moments as fickle stuff born of noise snake.

We have existed to outside world as a series of quiet laughter moments. The very quiet is outside its stuff.

Where we exist in a swirl of belly it is humongous fish eating world but a tiny silence on wings outside.

Our inside comprehends outside as long drawl of a noise snake trying to make fury of moments.

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