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in white paper scenery, the mind becomes ink Then floods each pages with your sparkling words endlessly traverse and explore and ruminate words containing truth or imagined fantasy bitterness or soul decay and even opulence just for the day And rawness seeps out from the silver-jeweled elixir Call it experience or imagination.
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Mar 5, 2021
Mar 5, 2021 at 1:17 PM UTC
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in white paper scenery, the mind becomes ink Then floods each pages with your sparkling words endlessly traverse and explore and ruminate words containing truth or imagined fantasy bitterness or soul decay and even opulence just for the day And rawness seeps out from the silver-jeweled elixir Call it experience or imagination.
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Mar 5, 2021
Mar 5, 2021 at 1:17 PM UTC
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