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The un scrambled jigsaw zig zags into rigged flaw. With hands all over, morphing to their whim; perspective becomes harder to draw.
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There is no secret to the universe
The un scrambled jigsaw zig zags into rigged flaw. With hands all over, morphing to their whim; perspective becomes harder to draw.

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I was planted in soils rich in loam but blossomed a fruit not my own. Betrayed by my bark once full grown I envisioned the reality of my true home. The truth I bore held as tonnes, halting growth to precious sun. But my sap and my seed surely shall stun for my dream and reality grow now as one. I sing to you as part of a chorus, my branches now provide a forrest. Once a flower, now a florist. My fertile soil glows aurous.
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They asked you what you wanted to be. You had no idea what the inquiry meant. "Alive." you'd reply, almost as a plea. Stars in your eyes, clouds in your head paying rent. "When you grow up?" They'd poke as if stoking a flame. "I don't want to." You'd choke naively and plain. "For a living, dear child. What do you want to do, what do you want to be?" You'd crack a smile and it'd stick as glue, "...happy."
January 7, 2017 5:45 am
I left bread crumbs so i know where i came from. Demons hum as they follow to bedlum. At first they were welcome to fight off other simulacrum. They've overstayed some... what have i done?
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Like words on a page. Stuck. Immortal. You don't wane or age. Your existence cordial. From your cheshire gleam to your enriching well. a thousand words seem to ever be enough quell.

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"Impregnated by perception, these threads laid from the inception; beg to spread and vibrate but also ignite and create. Perils are fought back in waves of euphoric tide. Love built of nocturne form the most stable ride. Neurons catalyze the imminent bang of new sight. Fire on neutrons, your burst makes sun akin to night."
January 15, 2017 6:18 pm
Her voice is that of doves' wings calling the chosen to follow. In her mouth, offerings which insure to fill the hollow. Amidst winter air, where the you hear not a sound, the snow absorbs it and heat; as she offers her down. Offer all you have, I may not know of love but I do know of Dove.
January 11, 2017 11:39pm
No good no good. Words carved into wood. Rotting where life stood, I'd stop if I could.