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This needle casts its longing toward the far edge of the sea,
as if it belonged to a watch seen in a dream,
or to a sleeping bird that stirs ever so slightly.
A longing crystal, which will seize,
all that night closes and day opens:
Daedalus, the labyrinth, the riddle, Oedipus?
Created by LYCHEN(YUCHENLI), 2024
Chelsea, London, UK