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melancholy wind moans off the hilltop grass responds in rhythm clouds wheel across the landscape leaving figment message along the ground bring visions to mind which aren’t even mine change unlike time moves back and forward the myth of now shapes history past fates arise in retrospect regret is futures toil chaotic blows the sand when scene inside the storm remove yourself to see yourself the patterns that are borne the flow and ebb that has no care to minuscule endeavors yet we knit and purl at Indra's net unconscious to the state of grace to which we aim unerring
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 12:33 PM UTC
MelancholyWind
melancholy wind moans off the hilltop grass responds in rhythm clouds wheel across the landscape leaving figment message along the ground bring visions to mind which aren’t even mine change unlike time moves back and forward the myth of now shapes history past fates arise in retrospect regret is futures toil chaotic blows the sand when scene inside the storm remove yourself to see yourself the patterns that are borne the flow and ebb that has no care to minuscule endeavors yet we knit and purl at Indra's net unconscious to the state of grace to which we aim unerring
Strange occurrence when looking at the sky
dan-mcgowan
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 12:33 PM UTC
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