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kandinsky's purple floats around two lines perpendicular, three points, finite there's the square rushing to the fair- -end of the yellow's sunny purple air aureole glow, soft matter bends a race to the finish line, focused intent there, up there—a vinyl, a burning star controlling and rolling kandinsky from afar an artist's obsession: canvas geometry let the maths and eunoias set every shape free kandinsky's blue wants to rest on a radian angles blur, paint spills—begin again
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Apr 14
Apr 14, 2026 at 10:16 AM UTC
one hundred eighty degrees (ktfr 29)
kandinsky's purple floats around two lines perpendicular, three points, finite there's the square rushing to the fair- -end of the yellow's sunny purple air aureole glow, soft matter bends a race to the finish line, focused intent there, up there—a vinyl, a burning star controlling and rolling kandinsky from afar an artist's obsession: canvas geometry let the maths and eunoias set every shape free kandinsky's blue wants to rest on a radian angles blur, paint spills—begin again
i'm very tired
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Apr 14, 2026 at 10:16 AM UTC
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