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Crack-- creek--snap! WINGS explode from my back learning to fly is a ***** but my third-eye antennae                 is reading a world atlas                             ready to traverse.... Crack-- creek--snap! Waking up to a trashed apartment my mind insists everything must go! That includes the world's most comfortable sofa in that ugly pea soup olive green where I've probably spent too much time ************ Crack-- creek--snap! When I meditate in the shower                     everything is dark.           The closest thing to sensory depravation. I travel to realms of talking green lions             and electric purple snakes that sway                       and I crave to stay in the emerald caves        with the copulating mind flowers. But I'm learning to fly now.   Crack-- creek--snap!
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Apr 20, 2013
Apr 20, 2013 at 11:13 AM UTC
Cutting Loose: The Mojo of Breaking Out of the Cocoon
Crack-- creek--snap! WINGS explode from my back learning to fly is a ***** but my third-eye antennae                 is reading a world atlas                             ready to traverse.... Crack-- creek--snap! Waking up to a trashed apartment my mind insists everything must go! That includes the world's most comfortable sofa in that ugly pea soup olive green where I've probably spent too much time ************ Crack-- creek--snap! When I meditate in the shower                     everything is dark.           The closest thing to sensory depravation. I travel to realms of talking green lions             and electric purple snakes that sway                       and I crave to stay in the emerald caves        with the copulating mind flowers. But I'm learning to fly now.   Crack-- creek--snap!
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Apr 20, 2013
Apr 20, 2013 at 11:13 AM UTC
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