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A dream. A passing thought. a flicker of an idea. gone in an instant. or is it? A subtle undertone. (a subliminal message.) locked into the brain. until a gentle remind brings it out. How simply can one's thoughts be swayed. how easily can one's heart be played. how easily can prejudices unknowingly be made. incredible. impossible. inconceivable. why does this make me jealous?
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Jan 25, 2010
Jan 25, 2010 at 10:56 AM UTC
sublime
A dream. A passing thought. a flicker of an idea. gone in an instant. or is it? A subtle undertone. (a subliminal message.) locked into the brain. until a gentle remind brings it out. How simply can one's thoughts be swayed. how easily can one's heart be played. how easily can prejudices unknowingly be made. incredible. impossible. inconceivable. why does this make me jealous?
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Jan 25, 2010
Jan 25, 2010 at 10:56 AM UTC
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