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mysticpoe Senior Member
since 2003-02-28
Posts 883 |
Earth, like a minion found on a lactate coated platter, bound by delirium and format. Always listing a confused decision, allowing the rest to be what they think. Spun by the ego crop allowing the surrounds we breathe, to guide our own declared sand castles. Washed away by how smart we think to be. What holds you still, droned and settled - in this spin? When the rest wonder why, you've learned to love only days of yourself. If nothing is something |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
What holds you still, droned and settled - in this spin? love that question methinks you think much |
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mysticpoe Senior Member
since 2003-02-28
Posts 883 |
Good to hear from you again Midnite...and yes, I think, I think too much. Thanks again. wayne |
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