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. *Dust hangs in the still air, caught by a shaft of light, shiny sprinkles float serene, in space a string-less kite. A particle catches the eye, playing tai-chi within a ray, the stationary free dance of a mote at indulgent play.* © Pagan Paul (25/12/18)
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Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 6:28 AM UTC
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. *Dust hangs in the still air, caught by a shaft of light, shiny sprinkles float serene, in space a string-less kite. A particle catches the eye, playing tai-chi within a ray, the stationary free dance of a mote at indulgent play.* © Pagan Paul (25/12/18)
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Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 6:28 AM UTC
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