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at the furthest                         reach from me, somewhere on the other side                         of these lucid hills, a box of sun has been                         opened, cut into manageable                         pieces, and given to all the young                         dreaming denizens, to blow with all                          they have inside their strong little                          lungs--                                     up,                                           up,                                                 upward into the sky, circulating light                           until it dawns as us all.
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Oct 5, 2021
Oct 5, 2021 at 10:00 AM UTC
Circulating Light
at the furthest                         reach from me, somewhere on the other side                         of these lucid hills, a box of sun has been                         opened, cut into manageable                         pieces, and given to all the young                         dreaming denizens, to blow with all                          they have inside their strong little                          lungs--                                     up,                                           up,                                                 upward into the sky, circulating light                           until it dawns as us all.
#dawn#light#children#sun#day#innocence#dream#hope#peace#unity
Carlo-C-Gomez
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56/M/The Exclusion Zone
Oct 5, 2021
Oct 5, 2021 at 10:00 AM UTC
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