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This life aint' love song whilst i march on blindly.... Each secretion of dissections interrogations are on... on my LIVING soul man , if only you knew , i slip like a hidden seamstress into the alcoves of plenty, the catacomb of mind and sit and wait untill the seductress is ready - her lesions are lessons learnt in TIME she is the mistress of the dark she needs no title but if you prefer you can call her Q. this is because , yes , not only is she an insane nerd she is also - the softest heart i ever ( dang ) - had the chance to grace , Mother for those in need , Brother to those indeed Lover to the oh so lucky few , Who she might like to point out, are just as glaringly brilliant too... so , it's simple. The layers of time are VERY FLEXIBLE we need not notion , to the motions at futures unclear - well but see glimpses .. - of , past's rejuvenation's born again into different actions conclusions ..0... the butterfly effect are the ripples : figment metaphor ( metaphysicians apply inside) of wings - we are all ANGELS of a sort... but i like to call angels = experts they seem to know what's what...
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Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 6:54 AM UTC
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This life aint' love song whilst i march on blindly.... Each secretion of dissections interrogations are on... on my LIVING soul man , if only you knew , i slip like a hidden seamstress into the alcoves of plenty, the catacomb of mind and sit and wait untill the seductress is ready - her lesions are lessons learnt in TIME she is the mistress of the dark she needs no title but if you prefer you can call her Q. this is because , yes , not only is she an insane nerd she is also - the softest heart i ever ( dang ) - had the chance to grace , Mother for those in need , Brother to those indeed Lover to the oh so lucky few , Who she might like to point out, are just as glaringly brilliant too... so , it's simple. The layers of time are VERY FLEXIBLE we need not notion , to the motions at futures unclear - well but see glimpses .. - of , past's rejuvenation's born again into different actions conclusions ..0... the butterfly effect are the ripples : figment metaphor ( metaphysicians apply inside) of wings - we are all ANGELS of a sort... but i like to call angels = experts they seem to know what's what...
note: the first line is from the song 'Black Eyes' - By Radical Face kudos to Harlon Rivers AND Brycie top , notch explorers yo - a toast - to all of you who are sticking till the very end, this - over here - the words - this is radio waves coastin ya'll where you at?
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Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 6:54 AM UTC
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