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the trees stand against a saturated blue all is calm but for a while then the world is strange a fire of color consumes orange does not make it typical trees of all but natural color neither brown or green but polychrome life is void thus far then it is formed but is ordinary a wolf is born it's howl causing ripples on a harsh surrealism an eagle screeching the silence apart nothingness fills a void of what was already lacking the colors do not fade but are commanded for in the void the eagle flies
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Dec 30, 2013
Dec 30, 2013 at 12:08 AM UTC
Unintended Dream
the trees stand against a saturated blue all is calm but for a while then the world is strange a fire of color consumes orange does not make it typical trees of all but natural color neither brown or green but polychrome life is void thus far then it is formed but is ordinary a wolf is born it's howl causing ripples on a harsh surrealism an eagle screeching the silence apart nothingness fills a void of what was already lacking the colors do not fade but are commanded for in the void the eagle flies
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Dec 30, 2013
Dec 30, 2013 at 12:08 AM UTC
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