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the genuine
reflections of
organized
existence

your skin's just
an excuse
to see
stars breathe

a union of verse
impressed upon
the proper
principles
of un-
disciplined
disciples

we're space
gone crazy

all atoms
juggling
in
frequency

frequently

the galaxy
inside of me

wants to
figure itself
out

completely

from dust
to dusk
returned
:iconyouinventedme:

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of atoms & evenings

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:iconblueskye27:
Love that second verse... :heart:
:iconyouinventedme:
thanks, cindy

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an antique arms and armor expert
:iconsocially-suicidal:
:O Very interesting, so few words with so many meanings :)

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You are
Everything.

You make me
(empty.)

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:iconyouinventedme:
thank ya much

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an antique arms and armor expert
:iconcaroncecilia:
very nice....

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~Those talked over oft times make the best writers.
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yeah, I'm one of those "I really like this, good job!" critics. So sue me...
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:icongedwaylem:
this made me think of the indentations that a pen leaves in a page quite suddenly, for some reason. *smiling*, also, looking back, in the context of juggling, its as if the first stanza is being just caught in your hand, second stanza would be the one about to be thrown up again, and the ones after being in the air. if that makes sense, visually with regards to the impressions it gives me.
i like it.

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"millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy sunday afternoon." -susan ertz
:iconpardonm3:
frequently

the galaxy
inside of me

wants to
figure itself
out

completely



Oh, I hear ya. And I wonder if it's possible.
:iconlivesorlovers:
I'm afraid I can't pick a favourite line.
They're just toooo luuurvely.

=]

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"Let's just say that if complete and utter chaos was lightning, he'd be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing wet copper armour and shouting 'All gods are bastards'."
:iconifasinnerhasaname:
"we're space
gone crazy"

some of the truest words i've ever heard.
:icona-hitchhiker:
this is crazy

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I wish I could cross out all of my contradictions

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