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discover
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psyki
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for a minute i wondered if anything could be real or if it's all just imagined i don't think i'll ever know if i wasted that minute
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Uqbar
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to discover is to remember
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000504
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j
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what if i don't remember what i have discovered yesterday?
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030420
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jacqueline
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the paint, stroke by stroke covers the outlines of the picture. what you discover becomes hidden as you recover the dreams you lost.
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Strideo
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discover magazine. what are you reading? ...
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030512
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Vapid Quail
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new spaces. in your own backyard.
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pansy
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i want to discover you piece by piece, delicately and subtly with love and not desire, i want to fire love in you, pure love that never ends, so that i could feel that my body lives, so that i could breathe you and drown in you
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nib
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oh to discover and see and meet the world... is there any greater thing?
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Fierce
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Discover me and I might discover myself.
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story of eau
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nothing and everything. like in a dream, that dream-- the one with supernatural clarity. or this dream. what is it? i'm awake. mars came in this summer recklessly, as i knew he would. woke me as only mars can. with a smite, a slight concussion. just enough to confuse me. neptune joined in with overly expensive illusionary expansive vodka, lack of self control and suffocating sensuality. karmic debt paid and accrued. and here i am now, waiting for autumn. for the fish to swim away. or disappear below the surface. for the birds to fly somewhere far from here. i'm ready to return to subterranean movement. to work this silver thread back into the depths where it emerges only in paint and through fingertips and shines through an open heart, immaculate. wheel of fortune turns again. nevermind the dragons. no, remember the dragons and step lightly in another direction.
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060725
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what's it to you?
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blather
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