Such a wise convoluted twist of sounds which you type with waves of your hands into rounds. They rhyme and sink deep into the mind to be realized and perfected time after time. This inspiration of shapes and analogies. Our minds are already shaped before we have the time to think with ease. We are made into ourselves before we know it. There is no manual, no instructions or first aid kit for the bruises our hearts will bare from the rocks our memory throws back from the past. I only hope for the god memories to last.
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