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spotless mind, that’s all I had she looked me deep in the eyes with tears overflowing from her eyelids burned incense, hoping I’d get my creative juices flowing because that moment was to never be overlooked. a wanderer I had become in the mind-blowing, creative asylum, ********** conscious forest she searched deeply in my soul became an imagery metaphor of the greener pastures I declare as our inevitable paradise.
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Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 4:41 PM UTC
spotless mind
spotless mind, that’s all I had she looked me deep in the eyes with tears overflowing from her eyelids burned incense, hoping I’d get my creative juices flowing because that moment was to never be overlooked. a wanderer I had become in the mind-blowing, creative asylum, ********** conscious forest she searched deeply in my soul became an imagery metaphor of the greener pastures I declare as our inevitable paradise.
— Elijah x Ofentse Tsie #art #creative #deep #hope #life #love #mind #metaphor #paradise #poetry #soul #thoughts #wanderer
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Jul 10, 2015
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