hello all! i'd like to say that i have read some very talented writing here! i haven't responded yet but fully intend to!!
UTOPIA
perception the evil twin of knowledge perfectly acceptable in a blind eye like Aesop read topically it's deficient...between the rhetoric and my tangents lies a question...is the Bible the greatest story ever told? ...or On Walton's Mountain?...some of us won't get either cause of what was done...chittlins and pork fried rice hand in hand is what we claim we're hopin for...the lines of our face bends when it's delivered to our door...
a sip of Courvoisier or Soco diminishes impressions increases dissention lotus flower with imperfections carefully pruned from conception...
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“The law of the wise is the fountain of life” ~ i read this somewhere vestige of a dying man...some believe in the big plan, the big bang theory or Christ's leanings...we're all bearing a cross of scars i grow weary of debate over the cause...you're my fellow man when it suits you and i guess you're the same to me sometimes too…zirconia smiles spread for miles replaceable tiles on the ground we walk upon...the words you think effect me like xenon...but perhaps i merely misunderstood...
eye conversation with a stranger brings about chain-gang thinkin bored man blinkin lost failed reachin face value teachin poor man speakin
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i've hit the ceiling...
criticism welcome!!
UTOPIA
perception the evil twin of knowledge perfectly acceptable in a blind eye like Aesop read topically it's deficient...between the rhetoric and my tangents lies a question...is the Bible the greatest story ever told? ...or On Walton's Mountain?...some of us won't get either cause of what was done...chittlins and pork fried rice hand in hand is what we claim we're hopin for...the lines of our face bends when it's delivered to our door...
a sip of Courvoisier or Soco diminishes impressions increases dissention lotus flower with imperfections carefully pruned from conception...
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“The law of the wise is the fountain of life” ~ i read this somewhere vestige of a dying man...some believe in the big plan, the big bang theory or Christ's leanings...we're all bearing a cross of scars i grow weary of debate over the cause...you're my fellow man when it suits you and i guess you're the same to me sometimes too…zirconia smiles spread for miles replaceable tiles on the ground we walk upon...the words you think effect me like xenon...but perhaps i merely misunderstood...
eye conversation with a stranger brings about chain-gang thinkin bored man blinkin lost failed reachin face value teachin poor man speakin
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i've hit the ceiling...
criticism welcome!!