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FRAMING THY FEARFUL SYMMETRY It's the little things remain shadows on your skin memory preserves it makes it more precious despite its insignificance. The ephemeral made permanent. You all sunlight and shadow marking you a tiger a stripey 5 year old. "Rrrrr!" you roar burning bright. I throw my little tiger up in the air catch her years later. The sunlight now in teacher mode displays an equilateral triangle made of pure light. Hear her voice of then still telling me now "Look...an equatorial triangle!" And so for ever it is. The angle I see her from changes the years come and go and the equatorial triangle still burns brightly you my little girl tiger twisting the sinews of my heart.
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May 27, 2019
May 27, 2019 at 2:12 PM UTC
FRAMING THY FEARFUL SYMMETRY
FRAMING THY FEARFUL SYMMETRY It's the little things remain shadows on your skin memory preserves it makes it more precious despite its insignificance. The ephemeral made permanent. You all sunlight and shadow marking you a tiger a stripey 5 year old. "Rrrrr!" you roar burning bright. I throw my little tiger up in the air catch her years later. The sunlight now in teacher mode displays an equilateral triangle made of pure light. Hear her voice of then still telling me now "Look...an equatorial triangle!" And so for ever it is. The angle I see her from changes the years come and go and the equatorial triangle still burns brightly you my little girl tiger twisting the sinews of my heart.
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donall-dempsey
May 27, 2019
May 27, 2019 at 2:12 PM UTC
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