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an internalization of pattern, a process possessed and mirrored. A frequency, the same sound as is found in a dying fire and leaf-fall over a patronized footpath, a hum, and a crackling. A seemingly random happening guided by a template of ritual elimination. Narrowing down the stream of all things to fit inside a mind. This is who I am. A recurring dream and the feeling of waking from it to find yourself where you were always. .covered. Only so many masks to fit a face. In so much paint, only so much color, and in all the ways you can put it to a page, this is who I am
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Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 5:55 PM UTC
who I am
an internalization of pattern, a process possessed and mirrored. A frequency, the same sound as is found in a dying fire and leaf-fall over a patronized footpath, a hum, and a crackling. A seemingly random happening guided by a template of ritual elimination. Narrowing down the stream of all things to fit inside a mind. This is who I am. A recurring dream and the feeling of waking from it to find yourself where you were always. .covered. Only so many masks to fit a face. In so much paint, only so much color, and in all the ways you can put it to a page, this is who I am
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Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 5:55 PM UTC
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