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Becoming awake Sometime after midnight Purity ringing through expression Leaping with desperate thoughtfulness- From your sweet definition Moreover noticing subtleties- beautifully impulsive Never forgetting late insomniacs- of kindness and binges of love all too stunning to even give form nor speak of... Lightening doesn't have a sound and neither does this- only found is illumination of presence.
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Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 9:45 AM UTC
While sitting fireside
Becoming awake Sometime after midnight Purity ringing through expression Leaping with desperate thoughtfulness- From your sweet definition Moreover noticing subtleties- beautifully impulsive Never forgetting late insomniacs- of kindness and binges of love all too stunning to even give form nor speak of... Lightening doesn't have a sound and neither does this- only found is illumination of presence.
jennifer-dabernig
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Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 9:45 AM UTC
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