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Unfocused sun trapped in protective grids, flares notwithstanding; disregarding. Fears blast through convex stumbling, dropped words and failings inevitable. Illuminated in the order of things is a pinch of imperfection, the delight of entropy and an embrace held too long. Passionate clutches carry bodies higher than these trapped heavens, but blood inevitably slows, heat leaving […]

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Potential’s Fall

Cracked, spent seed, delinquent potential fallen to decay, a future of roots dismissed by errant dispatch. Growth is promise. Everything begins with the blessings of blue sky and radiant hope, youth dissolving into distant wishes for rich soil, fertile grip, tenacious attraction and the destiny of transformation into something greater. Evolution is a winner’s game, […]

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Diffuse signals bark for order, drawing lines to their colors and filtering progress carefully in measure, as if life were a genius recipe demanding exact quantities to impress flavor. Commands echo, trapped behind pressed eyelids swarming with thoughts of futures spun ahead, in sight but disallowed to dissolve the present. Sharpened by indifference, growth mocks […]

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There’s no science or measure to this art, only a simple tool threading together words as woven sentences, the paragraph trapping warmth and burning hours in captive bliss. No hammer strike, rule of measure, sawed pieces or precision of note, but the discordant noise of a thousand bodiless voices clamoring for refuge in ink-stained pulp. […]

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