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Flying astrally through the Universe, filled with astronomical violence happening nonviolently, it's inconceivable to not know serenity is, as beauty serenades eyes that would it see, un-beckoning unto Thee.
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May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 10:35 AM UTC
plumb, aplomb, true, you
Flying astrally through the Universe, filled with astronomical violence happening nonviolently, it's inconceivable to not know serenity is, as beauty serenades eyes that would it see, un-beckoning unto Thee.
A Universe' song, cacophony, symphony ever beckoning thee :) reality
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58/M/reality, Earth, Universe
May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 10:35 AM UTC
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