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you are the circle cast around the minutes and hours when there is music the moments in which all things align with truth both the enormous and infinitely small remnants of time overshadowing me when I accumulate before I return to the wind
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Feb 25
Feb 25, 2026 at 2:50 PM UTC
Catenary
you are the circle cast around the minutes and hours when there is music the moments in which all things align with truth both the enormous and infinitely small remnants of time overshadowing me when I accumulate before I return to the wind
Catenary - A point where something deviates from a straight path
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Feb 25
Feb 25, 2026 at 2:50 PM UTC
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