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Downriver...crystalline ventricles gurgling, bedded stones believe rest--greenhorn's hymnal. Land kept at your sides, passed and passing, love's dicast. Gushed alter of the wayfarer, perfect turn of phrase--spurred onward gravity's lane. A commingling smoke of candle and incense--bird's parallel, lucid Coming... divined gauge. Euphoric to be had of earth, overflow at rain's touch. Errant yonder, solvent sketch... at-long-last's monotone declarative. Soul's minutiae in plain, downriver... downriver...downriver.
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Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 2:05 PM UTC
Downriver
Downriver...crystalline ventricles gurgling, bedded stones believe rest--greenhorn's hymnal. Land kept at your sides, passed and passing, love's dicast. Gushed alter of the wayfarer, perfect turn of phrase--spurred onward gravity's lane. A commingling smoke of candle and incense--bird's parallel, lucid Coming... divined gauge. Euphoric to be had of earth, overflow at rain's touch. Errant yonder, solvent sketch... at-long-last's monotone declarative. Soul's minutiae in plain, downriver... downriver...downriver.
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Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 2:05 PM UTC
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