I’ve extended a vision into the daunting realms of possibility. I’m chewing you over. Deciphering code. 01010111 01101001 01101100 01101100 00100000 01110100 01101000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01101100 01100001 01110011 01110100 00111111
Promises and wandering roses. Strangling each other with thoughts of ivy. Slowly griping my throat. I choke on our realism.
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Populace of Prisms
Resting in that prism; a population of magnificent reflections. Revealed in the diamond edges, ideas bounce from light. Contours are made home to ideas of crystal clarity when you hold your prism in the fullness of your hands.
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