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flashing mischief stuck deep in the 4th dimension

we are deep deep into this world we are little spirits running around causing mischief the elders will get mad we are trying new things anything everything we are not going forward in time we aren't going anywhere these spirits are stuck in this little dream world we are dreamers this is the 4th dimension we are happy the 4th mind is the dimension we are happy we are how it began we'll always feel this way because nothing can change in this expanse never ending the possibilities the turquoise tiles with various shapes cut out of them will be arranged in never ending rows each one with infinite stories but ours stand out like a sore memory the ever flashing light that never stops flashing like our love it does not cease they assemble they are the sun but ours are at the middle they power our happiness for they are memories the grass is neon pink the sky is green there we are on the top of that water slide of emotions we conquered those emotions pressed tightly the spirits protect one another from the wind that i love so for it reminds me of this we need to find these spirits and become them only them they will always be there waiting...
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Mar 7, 2011
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