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sit, relax and let your spine melt into a cushion. take me down to the bottom, underneath your feet. Breathe. do you feel it drain down into your toes and out your foot prints? rest assured, that's my humble abode, where you plant below, i stomp above. rest assured, that's my humble abode. we can dance on the landscape, between the earth and undertow, and boogie rhythms until late, let's just not talk about it, make peace with parasites, the living and the dead, do you feel it escape? let's just not talk about it. rest assured, that's peace with paradigms.
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Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 11:30 PM UTC
peace with paradigms
sit, relax and let your spine melt into a cushion. take me down to the bottom, underneath your feet. Breathe. do you feel it drain down into your toes and out your foot prints? rest assured, that's my humble abode, where you plant below, i stomp above. rest assured, that's my humble abode. we can dance on the landscape, between the earth and undertow, and boogie rhythms until late, let's just not talk about it, make peace with parasites, the living and the dead, do you feel it escape? let's just not talk about it. rest assured, that's peace with paradigms.
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Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 11:30 PM UTC
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