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A preternatural caul pulses Spongy and edible as Injera as Sensations like Visions seep through its Pores - collecting in Hollows of my Ears and eyes and Nostrils - while Remaining perceptions like Balance wobble numb in Stasis as frigid as Sense of depth in A dream of falling.