Behold the star galloping after the beast like melted gold dipping on tar

Layered layers
Each layer covers the next layer to some extent.
We cover so many layers that nothing stays out of us.
Except for a mixture of tangled layers,
there is nothing left of ink for them.
Layers take more soil every day
, and the soil becomes part of the life of the layers.
Soil that becomes less than layers
, and the only thing that remains is that
there is nothing left of ink for them.
Layers take more soil every day
, and the soil becomes part of the life of the layers.
It is the naked essence which is the whole purpose!