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Our own imaginations are beyond comprehension in the moment nonsense garbles but with the sight of past eyes looking there unfolds a divination coming from the spiral pool depths a fascination with order and control may miss out on these soul callings sometimes shoutings out to our weary hollowed ears Look at the stars , Look at the feet ! Run to the trees and sway!!
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Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 1:11 PM UTC
Imagination
Our own imaginations are beyond comprehension in the moment nonsense garbles but with the sight of past eyes looking there unfolds a divination coming from the spiral pool depths a fascination with order and control may miss out on these soul callings sometimes shoutings out to our weary hollowed ears Look at the stars , Look at the feet ! Run to the trees and sway!!
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Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 1:11 PM UTC
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