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Oct 2013
gentle, slow, soft breathing
tugging at my focus lines
dazing & hypnotizing wide eyes
reaching far into my mind
laughing- what a paradox
imagination splinters into understanding
my conscious and subconscious matter are two

i merely wish to realign my chemicals;
i'd rather work as one.
typhany
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typhany  here and now
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     --- and Amelia
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