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[mindgale]

with flush kissed cheeks beaming in the after thoughts of calculations as a wide span of space and time suffocates a healthy flow of blood and creation, a puzzle piece entity crawls into a hole to dwell and explore. A tug of war and conflict of truths attempts to shatter peace as it shakes to spin never leaning to one side or the other, it seems. And in an akward balance confetti pours down, each bit stapled with justifications and motivative thoughts while water is immagined to be added for wieght with prayers for the accumalation of all the beautiful things to defeat such a morbid demon named Fear. And through a miniature city in beige concrete and emptiness, a river of burgundy wine tears, screams, and cascades nightmarishly into its intentions of chaos so in I jump more than willingly to accept an offer of warmth and release. My tears morph the crimson tide into a sea of mass decisions that will be dry on my skin when I awake from this. The taste will stay moist and ripe on my lips until I am reminded of all of this again with a wind carrying its familiar aroma. I think I should just dance for now.
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