new air
Contributed by
plous
on
Thursday, 22nd May 2003 @ 08:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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distain from flavor, the friction of choice, a gentle breeze destroys a mountin, monoliths of living, so small to the beyond, to escape the brilliant guise of false living, the nexus of mortality, the binding to illusion, all the parts not seen, stuck in time like an island oasis, one tree, its interest becomes me, my memories and false livelyhood, not to become someone else during progression, organic thought condemned to a box with electonic pulses, my reward is motivation for something giving to me for free, the ridicule injuries create, nothing is safe in a building, not in due time, damaged and clean, i embodied someones childhood with choords pulled, in the beyond, right at the nexus, bound to illusion.
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