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As I fell into the immaculate spiral of being I found, in light, the stunning sensation of meaning I lacked only the need to articulate For I was the Love, the Pain, the Hate. I was rocked, gently in a morphous womb, Swayed and cradled by the room She held and sung me lullabies, To my fears, I said my goodbyes. I opened my chest like a double-door, And absorbed the sunshine, evermore.
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Mar 8, 2014
Mar 8, 2014 at 10:47 PM UTC
Ode To My Fishbowl
As I fell into the immaculate spiral of being I found, in light, the stunning sensation of meaning I lacked only the need to articulate For I was the Love, the Pain, the Hate. I was rocked, gently in a morphous womb, Swayed and cradled by the room She held and sung me lullabies, To my fears, I said my goodbyes. I opened my chest like a double-door, And absorbed the sunshine, evermore.
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Mar 8, 2014
Mar 8, 2014 at 10:47 PM UTC
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