excuse the attempt of stillness

everything around us is a soothsayer foreseeing plants inside a yolk egg. we travel the elixir of our dreams up through sun spells of liberating mind fields symbolizing anything you want them to mean. a single dot grain of sand erasing your gashing wound.

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