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Liquid walls ripple the ceiling drips iridescent colors. Outside, the emerald forest leaves twinkle, shimmering reflected light to and fro in the breeze. Natives American drums hum syncing to my heartbeat. Water, ephemeral buzzing, azure-indigo flows up the citrine beach, the half-creamsicle moon dances dusk fractal patterns in the foamy tide. Sacred hieroglyphic birds sound like wind chimes. Each sweet breath kisses and caresses the souls of everyone.
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Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 8:07 PM UTC
A Scene for You to Relax.
Liquid walls ripple the ceiling drips iridescent colors. Outside, the emerald forest leaves twinkle, shimmering reflected light to and fro in the breeze. Natives American drums hum syncing to my heartbeat. Water, ephemeral buzzing, azure-indigo flows up the citrine beach, the half-creamsicle moon dances dusk fractal patterns in the foamy tide. Sacred hieroglyphic birds sound like wind chimes. Each sweet breath kisses and caresses the souls of everyone.
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Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 8:07 PM UTC
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