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Nov 2023
My thoughts are a lost ocean
Seeking passage through winding canyons
Leading back to the source
The source of creation as perceived by the regimented structure of modern life ?
Modern life that views man's achievements as a eureka moment
A life that requires an explanation for all occurrences
I must climb deeper to the peak of this inverted mountain
To a time of wonder
No boundaries
Unprogrammed
It is almost within reach
In this depth lies the truth
j a connor
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j a connor
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   Weeping willow
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