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an open mind can see fires yet unlit befriend those who are readily unfit stroll pastures moist with dew break apart and add many to few cruise on pathways in pure delight sit quietly as day journeys into night bump into walls sturdy and tall seemingly steady but ready to fall arise in passions so bravely met win on a loser and lose a sure bet flounder solemly at loves’ doorway put loss and revenue off another day shed light on most pressing of things place rainbows in stones and cast them on wings embrace strangers’ sternest of glarings put things in places, in the most odd pairings stumble through friendships with utter spite hug a child tenderly to fend off a fright cast a pebble to a tidal wave fall to forgiveness when failing to be brave shout at a naive then honor a guardian knowing full well those clothes you have been in remember how foul ideas can be herald a compatriot, get ready to flee for once opened all hell it can fill eyes, ears and mouth fashion its will full of fantasies and wildest things to tell like a Pavlovian pup awaiting the bell
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Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 8:28 AM UTC
tabula rasa
an open mind can see fires yet unlit befriend those who are readily unfit stroll pastures moist with dew break apart and add many to few cruise on pathways in pure delight sit quietly as day journeys into night bump into walls sturdy and tall seemingly steady but ready to fall arise in passions so bravely met win on a loser and lose a sure bet flounder solemly at loves’ doorway put loss and revenue off another day shed light on most pressing of things place rainbows in stones and cast them on wings embrace strangers’ sternest of glarings put things in places, in the most odd pairings stumble through friendships with utter spite hug a child tenderly to fend off a fright cast a pebble to a tidal wave fall to forgiveness when failing to be brave shout at a naive then honor a guardian knowing full well those clothes you have been in remember how foul ideas can be herald a compatriot, get ready to flee for once opened all hell it can fill eyes, ears and mouth fashion its will full of fantasies and wildest things to tell like a Pavlovian pup awaiting the bell
robert-gretczko
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Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 8:28 AM UTC
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