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Sharing.
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Hues of skyfire
Silver Tipped
Warmth
Beams raining down like coins,
golden,
singing Solfeggio
saliently serenading flora
preempting ..
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Lust, just have to love it, it surpasses love every time, it’s the almost, just about, if I just step off, virtual ability to take a fragile web..
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A softer world
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A softer world.
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They're
Just
Things
I hear
I see
Just
Images
Just
Situations.
No
It's not just,
They were
Real people
Images
..
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Suns fingers catches a raven, luminous purple in my eyes
tinsel caught in a vortex created off smooth lines
deep shimmering warmth coos softly sof..
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this….
Capturing the river in its meanderings, and each swirling currant caught on a snag beneath the surface, the sparkling jewels over the ..
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Upon the beauty of dark glassy settled mirrors, beneath skies eyes,
Swans sing;
beating their wings against the stillness of the air,
they writ..
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Sometimes, you just have to sit a while and just look.
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