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My eyes grow heavy as the realization of another has sifted through my finger tips.

I stroll through the tick paths of greenery and adjust my mentality to the beauty in the echoes of silence.

With each whisper, I’m stimulated by the erotic sense of enchantment.

Achieving greatness through the caramelized fog, becoming whole again, finding my heart, and acknowledging the path which brings me deeper into my sanction.

While the path exceeds expectations, I glance at the sun beams straddling the emerald leaves. With the crisp, neon blue sky playing peek-a-boo with the earth, I continue forward to uncover hidden beauties within the luscious soul.


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