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Strike a mark on a sun kissed shrine Cheek bones, dance within the sand's light - Lambent spore sprig -Rot - beneath the mine Lay the tourniquet fused, marble eyes. Center stark stork - wracked to atomic bliss Forked tongue minotaur, auric troubadour - Machinations of bellowed amethyst, Composed the flowered Aum, raising thy ********* Arachnid's webbing - strung of turquoise beads - By what are the viscid lines severed clean That they convolute binaural progeny, And lure the soul to breathe?
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Nov 20, 2012
Nov 20, 2012 at 7:17 PM UTC
The Breathing Mandala
Strike a mark on a sun kissed shrine Cheek bones, dance within the sand's light - Lambent spore sprig -Rot - beneath the mine Lay the tourniquet fused, marble eyes. Center stark stork - wracked to atomic bliss Forked tongue minotaur, auric troubadour - Machinations of bellowed amethyst, Composed the flowered Aum, raising thy ********* Arachnid's webbing - strung of turquoise beads - By what are the viscid lines severed clean That they convolute binaural progeny, And lure the soul to breathe?
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Nov 20, 2012
Nov 20, 2012 at 7:17 PM UTC
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