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Becoming is like taking up A crystal goblet full of purple ink The stuff that begets hatters and rabbits And curious oysters with bad endings in their cards And drinking it down Taking in all those not-yet thoughts Those embryonic fantasies Those epiphanies still wrapped in their silvers And making them yours Just yours Just yours in their brilliance In their ever-changing solace And using them to change your stars.

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Date: 6/22/2016 10:01:00 PM
well done... Shannon...skat
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