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To describe the magnitude of this awe uncomfortable with what i saw the density of time inside my chest compressed and heavy looking for rest.... I don't like the winter, because there are no flowers. I became far too accustomed to the strange equations of words and images that form within the ways i think and breath and am because in doing so i forget about the ways you think and breath and are. im sorry. the mood is not one for generalization i stress not to classify, or make distinctions and as such my thoughts drip and fluctuate ripe with frustration they are ready to fall golden and fat from the tree Leigh is a brief glimpse into the fantastic she lives among clouds and unicorns. Can't we all do good from thinking deeply for a little while?
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Feb 7, 2010
Feb 7, 2010 at 11:13 AM UTC
when i needed words
To describe the magnitude of this awe uncomfortable with what i saw the density of time inside my chest compressed and heavy looking for rest.... I don't like the winter, because there are no flowers. I became far too accustomed to the strange equations of words and images that form within the ways i think and breath and am because in doing so i forget about the ways you think and breath and are. im sorry. the mood is not one for generalization i stress not to classify, or make distinctions and as such my thoughts drip and fluctuate ripe with frustration they are ready to fall golden and fat from the tree Leigh is a brief glimpse into the fantastic she lives among clouds and unicorns. Can't we all do good from thinking deeply for a little while?
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kelly-pye
Canadian
Feb 7, 2010
Feb 7, 2010 at 11:13 AM UTC
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