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Branches that stretch along the terrace with dangling stems throughout. Scraped, chipped and peeled of layers from its grey skin. Connecting each stem to stem marked by living things that invade and conquer this figure with branches and stems. With glitches along the way. Fades and patches, competing with each other, yet symbolic something to be discovered. Flow and movement takes its advantages and makes it into the unknown, and the discovery of richness and deep surfaces to be drawn in for the taking. The breathing organism pound its bleeding heart through and through as it forms pockets of bubbles for reciprocating. Where the exchange begins or ends has a recycle formulated within the branches of its life to receive and life to give; given source

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Date: 7/21/2016 2:29:00 PM
Briget, well penned. Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words today. *SKAT*
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