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Dec 2014
Between nodes of silence,
thus the spirit came forth.
From the fortitude of unity,
rising through this dense, fast world.
What impressions would the most high
have of this world, I wish to know not.
But beyond this mind's confusion and
crest of clouded sky, lies a multitude
of spirited worlds revolving and glowing.
Sometimes I wonder about those worlds..
Kenshō
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Kenshō  M
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