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Pandora's box has been tightly sealed remnants of what once was is scattered now in northerly winds ...vision is lost Dying time wages on like a war between decay and the stillborn Fighting something that cannot be seen while loving with third eye open ...soul retrieval countdown Drifting between yesterday and today That is where the sun meets moon Survival of the fetus hidden inside the blind spots of a road overly traveled leaves healing as the daily mantra ...be reborn or die So black and white is the palate of this life ...the answers lie in the dark side of the moon Seeking Sanity~
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Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 7:47 PM UTC
Seeking Sanity~
Pandora's box has been tightly sealed remnants of what once was is scattered now in northerly winds ...vision is lost Dying time wages on like a war between decay and the stillborn Fighting something that cannot be seen while loving with third eye open ...soul retrieval countdown Drifting between yesterday and today That is where the sun meets moon Survival of the fetus hidden inside the blind spots of a road overly traveled leaves healing as the daily mantra ...be reborn or die So black and white is the palate of this life ...the answers lie in the dark side of the moon Seeking Sanity~
traceyleigh
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Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 7:47 PM UTC
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