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May 2020
Where? Where will the future take us? Where will we find ourselves when we reach it? The unknown lies ahead. It weaves a tapestry of disastrous beauty. When chaos cannot leap off the edge of order, what balance can we find in the solitude of existence? A blind thought lives in bliss. Open your mind and see.
Eli Thurston
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Eli Thurston  Williston, VT
(Williston, VT)   
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