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In God’s No~Fly Zone blessedly, so many of you are unaware of the full color spectra that be can seen only when an age of experience has been reached, reached, not attained, for the no~fly zone is no place to be, without any redeeming colorations, it is dark hued twilight that inhibits vision clarity, a precursor warning of the *hungry darkness* that offers to swallow one into shades of sad remorse, and other miseries How came I to earn this distinction, was not by acting out, rather by inaction, the failure to pick the  correct fork in a life of sentence diagramming, sentence in the prison sense, all my sentences, broken down,  no connection sensible to the next phrase, next phase,  so I sit beneath my vine and fig tree, unable to fly, unable to tear shed, grounded, pounded in my head
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Dec 3, 2023
Dec 3, 2023 at 10:43 AM UTC
In God’s No~Fly Zone
In God’s No~Fly Zone blessedly, so many of you are unaware of the full color spectra that be can seen only when an age of experience has been reached, reached, not attained, for the no~fly zone is no place to be, without any redeeming colorations, it is dark hued twilight that inhibits vision clarity, a precursor warning of the *hungry darkness* that offers to swallow one into shades of sad remorse, and other miseries How came I to earn this distinction, was not by acting out, rather by inaction, the failure to pick the  correct fork in a life of sentence diagramming, sentence in the prison sense, all my sentences, broken down,  no connection sensible to the next phrase, next phase,  so I sit beneath my vine and fig tree, unable to fly, unable to tear shed, grounded, pounded in my head
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Dec 3, 2023
Dec 3, 2023 at 10:43 AM UTC
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