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Aug 2018
Originally purposed as an adjective.
But feels more like a place.
Or perhaps it’s a vibration.
The blue sky  
The ocean
The spanse of the horizon.
They exist, multitudinously.
Far from our concepts.
I strive to accomplish, to be
I wish to become similar to these
Beings of marveled stature,
Worlds of unknown.
The all-encompassing
Awe-inspiring limitless notion
That we know as
Incomprehensible.
August 7, 2018 12:23 PM
Finished on August 16, 2018 8:55PM
Written by
Sarah Mann  17/Androgynous/Hawaii, USA
(17/Androgynous/Hawaii, USA)   
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   Ben M and Fawn
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