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You always try to organize spaces And you never wanted those spaces to be just as adequate. You tried and have many revisions For you never wanted it to be simple And you see spaces as some kind of small universes. So, you wanted those spaces to have so much considerations. Now, you're already done about planning and made your blueprint. And so, the building is about to be built. For days, months, and years, you tried to press on what was planned and you never wanted the construction to be inaccurate. You really wanted to show the architect that you are. In the end, those spaces and all that you worked for was not meant for you to have but for your client. You were my client.
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Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 3:39 AM UTC
The Architect
You always try to organize spaces And you never wanted those spaces to be just as adequate. You tried and have many revisions For you never wanted it to be simple And you see spaces as some kind of small universes. So, you wanted those spaces to have so much considerations. Now, you're already done about planning and made your blueprint. And so, the building is about to be built. For days, months, and years, you tried to press on what was planned and you never wanted the construction to be inaccurate. You really wanted to show the architect that you are. In the end, those spaces and all that you worked for was not meant for you to have but for your client. You were my client.
Comfort Room Thoughts
ronlimos
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Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 3:39 AM UTC
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