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Loving life.
Sewing beauty into the seam of
reality, perception of the soul is no
frivolity, filling each moment with conscious
thought, experience each colour the green grass
and the ruby of port, excepting others views will
only distort, that which is your own fruitful
thought, experience the iron which is
wrought, be aware of your own actions,
each experience is poetry in motion,
what’s your intention? To create or
destroy, reality is our toy,
to abuse or enjoy, becomes
irrelevant to greet experience
or become shy and coy, the
wheel of life spinning like fire
poi!
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