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Near, near are my lucid dreams. Sultry sleep, augmenting realty Today, nothing will be as it seems. Flashes of translucent, magnified beams, Lighting lingers in treacherous tonality Near, near are my lucid dreams. The water flows in upside-down streams, Rivers rage in confused commonalities Today, nothing will be as it seems. The mechanic roar of howling screams, Shrapnel shrieking in utter infinities. Near, near are my lucid dreams. Pulleys construct convoluted schemes While pollution parades in notorious normality Today, nothing will be as it seems. Awake. I go forth, my mind again seamed. Awake. I go back, into a world of formality. Near, near are my lucid dreams Today, nothing will be as it seems.
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Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 12:19 AM UTC
Near, Near Are My Lucid Dreams
Near, near are my lucid dreams. Sultry sleep, augmenting realty Today, nothing will be as it seems. Flashes of translucent, magnified beams, Lighting lingers in treacherous tonality Near, near are my lucid dreams. The water flows in upside-down streams, Rivers rage in confused commonalities Today, nothing will be as it seems. The mechanic roar of howling screams, Shrapnel shrieking in utter infinities. Near, near are my lucid dreams. Pulleys construct convoluted schemes While pollution parades in notorious normality Today, nothing will be as it seems. Awake. I go forth, my mind again seamed. Awake. I go back, into a world of formality. Near, near are my lucid dreams Today, nothing will be as it seems.
tim-eichhorn
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Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 12:19 AM UTC
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