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The taste of things to come works through the space of light, gently presses the edge of calm, of delight, of healing, until the everyness of stone, the fullness of sea, flows from our throats and floods our hearts ---
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Aug 10, 2017
Aug 10, 2017 at 7:14 AM UTC
Taste
The taste of things to come works through the space of light, gently presses the edge of calm, of delight, of healing, until the everyness of stone, the fullness of sea, flows from our throats and floods our hearts ---
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nic-evennett
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Aug 10, 2017
Aug 10, 2017 at 7:14 AM UTC
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