gamma-rayed
oval-shaped
desires
inside us floating on a door on a river, perspectively swimming on what seems to be a foundation. unlike the boat it opens to undeneath the mind , places not ventured, frollicking spirit with sureness encountered by the sharps, teething corals as enemies surround and faiths become part of the story , book of lives .humans strive as animals survive. milled blackness of hopes in all can be giveth and taken away with a bounce of trickling tingling sound. greyed noise and sun filled iris’ flickering, blinking inside and outside winking, smirking wih no haste no hate have some faith in the being as it was once the animal we all have beyond that floating door.
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