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hsg
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staring at my sunshine thru eyes_wide_shut
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stephshine
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well good thing, because we want you to save your eyesight after all.
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sab
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and the rays of the dawning sun blaze into my temple you looked radiant last night, he said i am happy, i replied and i am more solidly Me than ever before tis not a new sab tis a better sab tis a sab, evolving
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misstree
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when we left, it wasn't if, it was where. a story that long in the telling had to be followed, especially by creatures like us. a giddy, expectant peace draped over us in the cab, and the explosions once we arrived should have been accompanied by holy trumpets. i was rewoven in the sharing, dark corners lit in places i had lost for lack of worship, and his laughter gave strength to my own.
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pete
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And, more so, this world you've made yourself only lives as long as you believe it. The structures are not real, you believe them and they are, and that belief is not always benevolent. If you choose not to believe then you will be coerced into it. Belief is what you make it, beaten or bronzed.
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hsg1437
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eyes like cans of spraypaint, projecting unto the canvas of reality. think i got some on my shoe.
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what's it to you?
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