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Once upon a full moon, An immortal soul escaped it's vessel. Illuminated by moonlight, Whisps of the spirit gracefully glided down the eye of a rabbit hole, swirling through the sphere of Life and Death, caught inbetween their reflection of each other. Their voices harmonized like a pious gospel- the word of God. The soul asked them to lay her down at the bottom of infinity, where there's a cave of every dream ever conceived, Appearing as fog on a horizon of memories, spread across the sky like prophetic constellations.
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May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 3:44 PM UTC
The Rabbit's Hole
Once upon a full moon, An immortal soul escaped it's vessel. Illuminated by moonlight, Whisps of the spirit gracefully glided down the eye of a rabbit hole, swirling through the sphere of Life and Death, caught inbetween their reflection of each other. Their voices harmonized like a pious gospel- the word of God. The soul asked them to lay her down at the bottom of infinity, where there's a cave of every dream ever conceived, Appearing as fog on a horizon of memories, spread across the sky like prophetic constellations.
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May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 3:44 PM UTC
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