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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Not today Justin
Kaledo Art
Mike Driver
we're not kids anymore.
Discoholic 🪩
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
occasionally subtle
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NASA
cherry valley forever
Today's Document
❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
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Xuebing Du
JVL
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Claire Keane
seen from Malaysia
seen from Germany
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seen from Poland
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seen from Netherlands
seen from Australia
seen from Brazil
seen from Vietnam
seen from France
seen from Kazakhstan
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@punchyone
Remember when we saw each other? Now, I see you but you're veiled from me for a last time. Did you realize it? If you knew what I saw, you'd miss the sun too and want nature's curtains pulled apart to let that light back in. It was sweet.
I'm waiting for your lanterns to come out and find me... The rivers have stilled for your boat. Only hurry, the time is shorter...
A little longer, but in my mind, I'm already there...
"You give me something else to think about"
Hiddenness: A New Yearn
A desire for hiddenness, but it is too occupied now... I wish to sneak away from sight . Not necessarily the sun or natural light, per se, but from this... minatory pry-addictive eyes.
To have this "have" of a hidden place tucked away in the corner. It's my own selfishness: I wish that True would be like the flower that only blooms at night, and I'd knew the exact spot in the wall to walk through for an untold rendezvous.
suppose it was i that betrayed i vain delight, lunatic imagined peak, seated on clouds while scratching the box, myself buried in myself
Taking a long way going down to arrive higher.
The Blank.
Nothing gets told over there.
Go there and be boundlessly withheld. You're there, but you never come to be.
This is permanence of one consumed with resistance to be - they trudge out there... and go blank.
Eternally.
I've lost track of learning speech because I veered off into visualizing. A thoughtful visual, I like the ways one could remain wondering - such respect for secrets, and what a lovely veil to drape in. But a word out of my mouth could wreck me, for how speedy the fall from mystery to nakedness before God-only-knows whose light...
What's become of you? On your own Facing who you are In the hour, unexpectedly
And who will it be, that "I" crossing the thicket,
Be this the mesh, sift me and I?