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prismatic beings
legs crossed i lay, deep in prayer
as i enter her domicile pyramid prism with a rainbow flash
headspace filled with subsequent intrinsic peace and peachy afterglow, washing out wrath
sifting through the banks of her mind, i produce schisms, and visually metaphysical visions
visualization techniques split at the ream leaving a colorful flurry
scurrying across triangular entropy into ...
Saturday 7th September 2019 6:55 am
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