The wind holds my heart and filters its crystal chimed holdings through my veins. Glints and glimmers of miracle zephyr motions, paradigms of principality, reenacted in moderate oddity, while boosting leaves to their allotted perfection. Touching the colours ever whispered along its molecular refraction, and sharing those distilled stories with me short download capacity. The wind flows through my fibre optic veins, and helps the blood take dead RAM out of my system. And I am made whole! Organic memory cells fluctuate through fractured follicles, and kinetic tranquillity upheaves the unfeeling.
Light headed.
Logic is downplayed, overrated and orchestrated chaos pilfer minds like jellyfish caught by the manta ray. And off swim neurons like photons in the vacuum of societal feeling. Coital. Foetal. The updraft sends sprawling renewal motivation, cleanse the soul, embrace the light of truth spasms, pure feeling united by utility and tranquillized devotional release. Inhabit all river flow in azure painted spring growth, to deaf fall motivation lying teeth ivory pearl blessed balance found embracing dead night in unlife wayfor replession then blissense dance in cunfision.
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