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Nurtured since birth, we see celestial inverts- flooding the streets with nothing but nonsense, it seems- Seeing different colors as different matter matters only to the minds eye in a mirror revealing the real visions of a blind eye- deep within the depths of the cataracts is a sense of sight described like a battle axe- wisely used on occasion.
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Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 5:31 AM UTC
Of A Blind Eye
Nurtured since birth, we see celestial inverts- flooding the streets with nothing but nonsense, it seems- Seeing different colors as different matter matters only to the minds eye in a mirror revealing the real visions of a blind eye- deep within the depths of the cataracts is a sense of sight described like a battle axe- wisely used on occasion.
jord
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Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 5:31 AM UTC
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