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Oct 2013
I didn't understand
at all.
Not even the meer smudgeness of it.
I had left all the verses with "There is still so much I do not understand."
I tried to define it, but the definition itself was made up of symbols of symbols, leaving it
indescribable.

But time went on
as it tends to do.
And all the little moments in between had amounted to everything..
Beyond the confines of my mind, I had found it.
Like hidden messages on a window, one only had to breathe to decipher.
All I had to do was breathe.
So breathe
girl is tree
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   moulin myth
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