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your timing's so good-- you prove it doesn't exist. a stand in testification... unshakably watching what gets carried away. nothing will survive your Bodhisattva gaze~that's not willing to give it all away in an instant. the ground lights up as your feet root pilgrimage. you turn around to heed the world's call, the world follows...as it must. it's you who has the strength to integrate such pause given. what's that look like? i mean, eyes are connectable... usable in an act of faith. i keep looking into your eyes, and they'll never tell me you're nowhere to be found...because we look through one another so well.
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Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 12:36 PM UTC
Bodhisattva's Blues
your timing's so good-- you prove it doesn't exist. a stand in testification... unshakably watching what gets carried away. nothing will survive your Bodhisattva gaze~that's not willing to give it all away in an instant. the ground lights up as your feet root pilgrimage. you turn around to heed the world's call, the world follows...as it must. it's you who has the strength to integrate such pause given. what's that look like? i mean, eyes are connectable... usable in an act of faith. i keep looking into your eyes, and they'll never tell me you're nowhere to be found...because we look through one another so well.
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Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 12:36 PM UTC
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