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Chimneys and chimneys of thoughts expel to the saturated atmosphere tension and discomfort that poison the factory workers with fear to cut the flow of oneiric smoke and interact. Imprisoned inside the glass and metal fence, pushing away petrous gargoyles, the overbooked air, thick and dense, expands as pressure rises with too much thinking and too little talking. But the doors open and there's a leak as the seats their captors release, some of who, immersed in their abstraction, forget that's time for the sentence to cease while the subconscious arises. Only when the mind gears stop and leave, leaving emptiness in the wagons, so does the tangible machinery and the train rests, peacefully, at the end of the line.
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 11:48 AM UTC
In the train
Chimneys and chimneys of thoughts expel to the saturated atmosphere tension and discomfort that poison the factory workers with fear to cut the flow of oneiric smoke and interact. Imprisoned inside the glass and metal fence, pushing away petrous gargoyles, the overbooked air, thick and dense, expands as pressure rises with too much thinking and too little talking. But the doors open and there's a leak as the seats their captors release, some of who, immersed in their abstraction, forget that's time for the sentence to cease while the subconscious arises. Only when the mind gears stop and leave, leaving emptiness in the wagons, so does the tangible machinery and the train rests, peacefully, at the end of the line.
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miguel-serrano
Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 11:48 AM UTC
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