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A glass of sun, The circumference of the world, the entire infinity. The deep brown, Warm umber, Quiver and smirk. Between two chasms, Dark like the space-deep, Shattered like starlight Leaping off shards Of white glass All singing stars And glass shattered off-white. The width of a circle, A soul locked within A perfect deep- Within a glance pained By sublimed, sustained silence. The width of a circle, A soul sealed within A perfect deep- Therein a soul stained by Touch, By memory, By touch, By memory. The frames of a face. A soul sealed within a perfect sleep.
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Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 5:19 PM UTC
Through the Eyes of a Memory, the Memory of two Eyes
A glass of sun, The circumference of the world, the entire infinity. The deep brown, Warm umber, Quiver and smirk. Between two chasms, Dark like the space-deep, Shattered like starlight Leaping off shards Of white glass All singing stars And glass shattered off-white. The width of a circle, A soul locked within A perfect deep- Within a glance pained By sublimed, sustained silence. The width of a circle, A soul sealed within A perfect deep- Therein a soul stained by Touch, By memory, By touch, By memory. The frames of a face. A soul sealed within a perfect sleep.
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Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 5:19 PM UTC
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