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Capsayicin

If gloom descends; Capsicum appends:
Removing dooms in plumes of red lumens. 
Biological conversion from stagnation to movement. 
Shaman, brother, lover, friend.
Bold holistic resolute. 
Unequivocally coalesced in this; a magnificent fruit.

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Smoke

Can't help this feeling.
You leave me in the ashes.
I'm so out of breath

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Palo Santo

The Wood That Smelt Good:
I adore your smoldering odor.
Your sniff makes my nostrils go gaga.
It's like someone threw a rose at my nose.
Whoops, got it too close too my face; now I've got a left ash-cheek.
Try not to freak, but this smudge is gonna be here all week.
I've heard the birbs; they've spoken 'bout your smokin'.
Then they left a few turds as a token.

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Disturbution 2

 Wet a glance as the nocturne faded. Deeply rooted was the clause of all men's fears and queries. Nonetheless stagnant to the terms of the ever growing woe-field at dusk. Nevermore would the twelfth cripple slay the beast of foundry lane. Cups of variation would beam and gawk the very presence of egotistical teas, or anything like it for that matter.
 She had very much grown to like the groans of the cask watcher, as she needled him, sew. Mana waned, exalted at at the fact that a taco stand could ne'r grasp the sheer magnificence of such a blur of cosmic obliteration. 
Fathers of bears DO enjoy skittles, after they have fallen to the gleaming, sometimes tripe-ridden lakes of the barbarian fist junkies of old. Don't ask me why, but scattered pie is far more delicious.

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Ode To Tear Drops

Legends be told, and written in tomes of a creature which roams the residence of the family: Lee-
Through shrubs and trees, though silent and unseen, it seeks seeds-
Ones of fire. Ones of sweet.
The creature seen only when: upon them, it feeds, simultaneously.
Its form of a boar with a tongue of alchemy, ignites in a spectrum of brilliancy. Hovering eyes remain but for a moment and weep vehement tears; crystallizing with the essence of harvest.

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Antimatrix

Eye in the sky screams "dreams are not reality;" yet it flies impossibly on whirling bionic wings. "the force is a fantasy," laughs the big screen; yet it motions this ironically through ionic streams. "No power in an evergreen," shrills the factory; cutting from the same cloth that had allowed us to breathe. "That vision? A symptom of insanity;" suggests the PHD, and recommends fixing something so deeply rooted by consuming  this  repeatedly; denying this notion is the very definition of what you suppose we carry. "But don't you want to bee with everybody?" Whisper the walls and empty streets. Could it be that everything is simultaneously, as stone lock and river key? Would it seem that all we need to coax the dread of uncertainty, is to each weave threads of teachings, unique? Bound with an understanding sure as gravity, until we are warm in the cold of infinity, in a quilt of minds set free.

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Disturbution 1

 The squeezing in your eyes is caused by a door closing elsewhere.
Bursted teen, caught by the spleen.
The color green reminds us of dead worlds.
You will never stop falling.
Aren't questions for the broken?
Yes.
Dr Bandsaw chooses wisely.
Call nine one one, there's no one there.
Total asphyxiation of the soul.
A ruined soup.
Not even you can silence the screaming.
Tell tales of collapsed blood vessels.
Take me home.
After this is over, do it again.

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Droplets of Future

 Rest assured, the mountains, they watch like fire. 
By man, the insidious acts do not burrow into the past.
 Gone without notice.  
Falling backwards, one could perceive the undoing of all deeds;-
Until time, once again throws them to the river of seeds.
Emerge, bewildered at the titans of ideation.
Sprawl as the creature, unfolding the vivacious dream path-
Forgetting not a thing.

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A Prayer

The fourteen crowns sing like lasers to a fountain of crystallized birds

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Another Prayer

Dear, & Closest:

Heavenly Mother

Heavenly Father

May this be: 
that we are safe in hearth and home.
that we make meaningful journeys.
not only for us; 
but others, as well
may we speak in an:
apt and optimistic tongue.
whereunto we go; there shall be light.
dignity shall be our fullest prosperity;
and these footsteps will be laden with mirth.

We Say This in the Name of your Begotten Son

Amen