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My self-contained destiny is expressed in every moment eternally. I bask in all pervading, pre-conceptual valley of truth. My days never end, Seldom do I ever see the night. Except when I let the darkness of my own soul Consume my thoughts on the walk through the Treacherous doubt of uncertainty. My will is my own. Power is hoarded. Waiting to be expressed and impressed into the Atomic structure of a construct, that must of Been so elusive to deny me even a momentary pleasure To express joy in the moment. I aim to capture all positivity Into the scope of intent. Purified by the passion That fuels my direction To seek out experiences that are meaningful to me.
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Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 12:47 AM UTC
Lightning Truth
My self-contained destiny is expressed in every moment eternally. I bask in all pervading, pre-conceptual valley of truth. My days never end, Seldom do I ever see the night. Except when I let the darkness of my own soul Consume my thoughts on the walk through the Treacherous doubt of uncertainty. My will is my own. Power is hoarded. Waiting to be expressed and impressed into the Atomic structure of a construct, that must of Been so elusive to deny me even a momentary pleasure To express joy in the moment. I aim to capture all positivity Into the scope of intent. Purified by the passion That fuels my direction To seek out experiences that are meaningful to me.
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Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 12:47 AM UTC
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