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Imagine then, imagining -the pigeon in the prism prison- driven by unfathomed space to creation's end by feckless wings The scope of scape, identified, holds measure of your lucid mind Beyond world's end, the conquests swell to amplify the conscious realm The limits shatter outwardly... Now exercise the feckless wings exploring vastness to be understood, realizing the next level of prism prison
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Oct 16, 2013
Oct 16, 2013 at 8:01 PM UTC
Imagine then, Imagining
Imagine then, imagining -the pigeon in the prism prison- driven by unfathomed space to creation's end by feckless wings The scope of scape, identified, holds measure of your lucid mind Beyond world's end, the conquests swell to amplify the conscious realm The limits shatter outwardly... Now exercise the feckless wings exploring vastness to be understood, realizing the next level of prism prison
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Oct 16, 2013
Oct 16, 2013 at 8:01 PM UTC
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