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and where are we?

(making sure the      crease is tight)      bringing in massive amounts of information in past few weeks; past month finding excel for creative-effort.      consolidation may be required; maybe a bit of desolation left to wake. in wake. had to specify; to make sure.      quite some worded-path here-found us our footfalls lay silent; untrodden under-growth. the Void carries no sound.      found Earthen-detachment after land swept in tidaled-tears. seas colored gray, reflection of vision lost from Light.      retracted narration, refracted thought, forcing pan-plane sight; listen, bones yet vibrate once more. another time; now.      pallet-hoarding bricks enough to path spanses in thought-memory. burn the bridges while building; two birds, one self-destruction.      allegorical immolation; sat in silence a bit too far out there. synchronicity; some perfect-hidden stalker.      allegorical cave; words with no promise of unison in conveyance. leading around some Tree Of Flashing Visions.      all-aligned eyesight as the sun dawns. swimming head; mental-cud of knowledge. at influx of Ones' differed perception.                                    (making sure the                                           grease is slight)
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townsendfm
Moroccan
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Mar 22, 2017
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