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he is as vast as an ocean, and as deep as the depths away from the shore. there aren't any boats for him, nor a lighthouse to show where to go. when he envisions, ideas pass by like the wind, rippling the waves rhythmically but he fears a storm to ruin the pattern. every day, the weather changes sometimes blanketing the sky with haze. distorting endless hues of blue, like steam on a mirror.
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Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 11:15 PM UTC
muse
he is as vast as an ocean, and as deep as the depths away from the shore. there aren't any boats for him, nor a lighthouse to show where to go. when he envisions, ideas pass by like the wind, rippling the waves rhythmically but he fears a storm to ruin the pattern. every day, the weather changes sometimes blanketing the sky with haze. distorting endless hues of blue, like steam on a mirror.
muse: to think about something carefully or thoroughly
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Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 11:15 PM UTC
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