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Inspiration flows from the veins reigns where once there were dynasties, a destiny and the mystery roads of the unhidden remissions On the bed of roses, lies the beauty a shine of unspotted fading gestures Tilted metaphoric of synched moments strolling on the myth of an autumn day The glow of a heart that lights oceans shimmering the waves of bluey strokes those glistering movements of the untold harvesting the arise of the siren responses Smile lovely one, show the shimmer burn like a fierce cupid aiming the toward arrows of parallel sequences of the hot and the fire the flame of unhidden kindles and twinkles As the Caledonian pines unwind on a terrain willed on the essence of a tantalizing dance the echoes and the heckles of burnt seals astounding the strength of another length Last night, the time stopped and I ceased sat on a log of peace minced in ventures of lessons and visions, reasons and treasons as the clock struck and the lock was undone On the fervent course of roads walked before as voices and hymns mashed within the storm building mansions upon the diffused seasons where life remains unbroken by bonded souls
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Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 4:56 AM UTC
Synchronised moments
Inspiration flows from the veins reigns where once there were dynasties, a destiny and the mystery roads of the unhidden remissions On the bed of roses, lies the beauty a shine of unspotted fading gestures Tilted metaphoric of synched moments strolling on the myth of an autumn day The glow of a heart that lights oceans shimmering the waves of bluey strokes those glistering movements of the untold harvesting the arise of the siren responses Smile lovely one, show the shimmer burn like a fierce cupid aiming the toward arrows of parallel sequences of the hot and the fire the flame of unhidden kindles and twinkles As the Caledonian pines unwind on a terrain willed on the essence of a tantalizing dance the echoes and the heckles of burnt seals astounding the strength of another length Last night, the time stopped and I ceased sat on a log of peace minced in ventures of lessons and visions, reasons and treasons as the clock struck and the lock was undone On the fervent course of roads walked before as voices and hymns mashed within the storm building mansions upon the diffused seasons where life remains unbroken by bonded souls
SassyJ
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Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 4:56 AM UTC
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