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When I awake I become miniature; ant to antelope, arachnid to man. Creeping spirals, dotted lines, linear thoughts. Calm I calculate, construe my plan. Today is bland, grey skies, brown souls; stroll palm in hand. I clap your smile,you touch my knee. Contact of eyes, then lips; quivering arm, blue eyes eclipse. I grow momentary wings, sit on the stars as butterfly sings. Midday passes, afternoon sun, boredom arises. I leave you be, head growing, you crowned my ego. Vision clouded; I am Hercules, sovereign power. Deluded grandeur, I perch on my tower.
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Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 7:12 AM UTC
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When I awake I become miniature; ant to antelope, arachnid to man. Creeping spirals, dotted lines, linear thoughts. Calm I calculate, construe my plan. Today is bland, grey skies, brown souls; stroll palm in hand. I clap your smile,you touch my knee. Contact of eyes, then lips; quivering arm, blue eyes eclipse. I grow momentary wings, sit on the stars as butterfly sings. Midday passes, afternoon sun, boredom arises. I leave you be, head growing, you crowned my ego. Vision clouded; I am Hercules, sovereign power. Deluded grandeur, I perch on my tower.
Ego vs Id
zacolian
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Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 7:12 AM UTC
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