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are words     never invented - the vastness of letters all twenty six are not many to convey         how vast clear a blue sky can be nor deep the depth        no homonym exists the antonym is not found in a dictionary or Thesauraus and will never be to describe in fullness       the heart or truth existing on Mother's Earth though, the Bard, was close to seeing. I once awoke, with another tongue, composed in my head a rhyme,        of purest gold never seen before  a tome of time and me. But, my words, were composed of letters from an alphabet not yet invented. I could not write them down. I sleep all the time, now, me.
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Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 7:58 PM UTC
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are words     never invented - the vastness of letters all twenty six are not many to convey         how vast clear a blue sky can be nor deep the depth        no homonym exists the antonym is not found in a dictionary or Thesauraus and will never be to describe in fullness       the heart or truth existing on Mother's Earth though, the Bard, was close to seeing. I once awoke, with another tongue, composed in my head a rhyme,        of purest gold never seen before  a tome of time and me. But, my words, were composed of letters from an alphabet not yet invented. I could not write them down. I sleep all the time, now, me.
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Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 7:58 PM UTC
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