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I saw a luster lady,, Actually a body, Concealing myself in my inner shady, Hiding the body too in the glady,, Focused only on my moody, ****** imaginations of the body, Wasn’t accepting the original, Only being visceral, Like the random flows of tidal, Half ,random and glidle, Rejecting other images of the same body, Not seeing the whole with what I was being ready,, Smearing myself with my own mind of muddy, Constructing what I already have shoddy, I’m some fluidic noddy, Not seeing the entire sphere Getting tear, Wallowing in Smear, Receiving back my own jots and gear, Claiming of being some seer, Sinking in stinking shadowy beer, Not even deserving a jeer, Isn’t it all clear,, That body isn’t my object as a seer, But my own smeary fear, projecting here, Turn inward,just recede,, Removing precede, Stop intercede, Enough trying succeed, Just concede, Not only what you’ve believed, But also the one who has deceived, All the time claiming nothing but mislead, Don’t just read , precede, All that you see in the tiny Mirage now Recede.
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Dec 7, 2024
Dec 7, 2024 at 2:10 AM UTC
Snooping seduction,but this time with inquiry
I saw a luster lady,, Actually a body, Concealing myself in my inner shady, Hiding the body too in the glady,, Focused only on my moody, ****** imaginations of the body, Wasn’t accepting the original, Only being visceral, Like the random flows of tidal, Half ,random and glidle, Rejecting other images of the same body, Not seeing the whole with what I was being ready,, Smearing myself with my own mind of muddy, Constructing what I already have shoddy, I’m some fluidic noddy, Not seeing the entire sphere Getting tear, Wallowing in Smear, Receiving back my own jots and gear, Claiming of being some seer, Sinking in stinking shadowy beer, Not even deserving a jeer, Isn’t it all clear,, That body isn’t my object as a seer, But my own smeary fear, projecting here, Turn inward,just recede,, Removing precede, Stop intercede, Enough trying succeed, Just concede, Not only what you’ve believed, But also the one who has deceived, All the time claiming nothing but mislead, Don’t just read , precede, All that you see in the tiny Mirage now Recede.
When you flow stop and feel the flow otherwise how will you know that you flow
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Hlopoetshakya
Dec 7, 2024
Dec 7, 2024 at 2:10 AM UTC
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