

poems from the hearta mental pause:poems from the heart
pause.
a great white space between lines read with out words a lull in a vast
conversation with that a respectful figure yes a blank void between thoughts like a darkness that holds the cluster of stars together any set makes them whole.
All eyes are turned, to the centerof the room addressing with eyes of wonder with each murmer of the speaker as each draws on the learnings of the presentation given we all go away self taught...
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s.tyggerr
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Witness The End Of Days. Witness Quintessence.
nothing but uninteded mood justifications. hast .and pain dwell in the misserable day that they call Friday the 13th. what a lucky feeling this brings me.
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Witness The End Of Days. Witness Quintessence.
:joy:
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Witness The End Of Days. Witness Quintessence.
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Witness The End Of Days. Witness Quintessence.
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