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May 2016
Cast a line into the sea to fish for best intentions, yet caught a snag adjusting drag in a perceived divine intervention.  

To the singularity as we strive to meet the source, infinite prosperity as we ride the ripples of atomic force.

You cannot catch a moment if you never caught the wave, how can you exist in unison if you genetically forgot the way.

Dip into the chasm where inertia lost its motion, gliding on the gravity of a million raw emotions.
Gabriel
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Gabriel  40/M/Mile high
(40/M/Mile high)   
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