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The Search

personally, it means too much to me the touch and go of our new synapsis and where does the new horizon exist? well, it must be in some undiscovered dimension that we, as humans, are trying to crack into so the general ideal is to satiate the senses in a faith that some brand of people that don't do this will come out of the woodwork and suprise us with new information about the fact that we all love switching and swinging from the rooftops as well as the underneath there's no wrong but there are too many persons to dissuade us from the beginning the big bang we move like carbon so someday i may be a werewolf to some but i am just a reader of life in other circumstances sent by the masses because it's always the one you need you already know, what needing means when no one matches your soul and your style oh... so, the search continues top to bottom side to sideways right angles to oblique hidden to waking from dreams finally resting on a place that shoots from our non-need to be dead before we lay down with the dust and atoms we collected all along the way my atoms are moving and beautiful just a bit analyzing i know but this is certain- we didn't come this far to fail ... the plants will live the dogs/cats will live and, by the way, we will live too i smile today because i live so do you ... the search continues

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