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Oct 2016
Finger strokes attacking the keyboard…

Nothing to do, so he typed a few…he must be bored

Mind state blank Equivalent to a chalkboard…

He stares into empty space…and finds it a little bit awk-word

That someone was sitting in the same spot, with a different posture…

Opportunity cries indubitably, to write what the mind ponders

To think vast is the life of wonder…thoughts spark ideas…what is swelling down yonder?

Looks like a field of opportunities...arm stretched wide..close to reach, goals aren't necessarily gold 

But they are soon to be...this is the land of outlandish style and unity...primitive tech collides via space and speech

Calamity is a fade...to serenity we retreat...outer extremities absorb energy then repeat..

It's exciting to be alive today & the following week

What does the future bring....who do we seek?

Embrace what you see in good company

For life doesn't revolve around a money tree

Enjoy the fruit when it falls for it is a Taste of luxury
STLR
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