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Apr 2019
Within the liquid
resides cement
soon to be molded
into an uncertain thing
although,
no matter what it was,
It was going to do
something beautiful
no one can parallel
We are all made out of the same materials. Now, we just need to choose what to do with them. And at the beginning, you may not know what you want to do; but that's okay. Sometimes you just need to look, think, and do.
laveni
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laveni  17/F/somewhere
(17/F/somewhere)   
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   Ray Dunn
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