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Zillion die beneath and above, dying for you to experience love. Energy passing through, signal that fades; visible mass, joys while it stays. Unknowing becometh, blood-sewing bays; worth every penny, worth every day. Mindless and mindful, alike and the same. Differently brewing, 'Swhy we all came. One more here, one more there; and silence speaks what you could not dare. Stride of light and a wave of sound, Right here-there, right here-now.
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Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 10:42 AM UTC
A Zillion Lives, A Zillion Deaths, and One Thing
Zillion die beneath and above, dying for you to experience love. Energy passing through, signal that fades; visible mass, joys while it stays. Unknowing becometh, blood-sewing bays; worth every penny, worth every day. Mindless and mindful, alike and the same. Differently brewing, 'Swhy we all came. One more here, one more there; and silence speaks what you could not dare. Stride of light and a wave of sound, Right here-there, right here-now.
samantha-rose-schaefer
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Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 10:42 AM UTC
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