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By frank armstrong

listen.........................to periods,dont count them,just listen . why,has all ways taken many shades of life. quier seacrets . if you know then its known....if you love then it is shown. im lieing in my dreams and this,will not. stand in the still. being the push that pulls,iam being draged through the minds place. beautyiful people every one,even by twos and threes that where four becaume more than fore,it became all one. in the day you spend, to serve someone every is all,somes are small,comparitively. one together is all life. in space as time tempritour is fluidmatter in the motine of mind i belevie that is the core of emotions flight,in the all a round you master the seen of your life.while your not knowing becomes a not showing ,and in the do of love that is showing then you know. happy people know becuase they make there world wisdoms in the wildest imadges.in dear only as hear sees. soul static atractions,of the interchange, mind space liqiud is fluied and time can be found in tempretuior . the air wave are open on all sides ......tides of information contracting relacing lite of mind is a torch on a cave in the tunnel that is a negitave like in picture.piece of see through plastic trace in mind shadows .and static inter actions of not noticed inter fearance silent enyme a is whating for sign....in the mind you have its the heart that will mind in time, two one a Y has yeld ride on the in side one is two because of reflection and now when you see whats left it isnt right and im sure that what left is could be all right, it is right reflected .a tunnel is of prission in a world not knowing ...make left whats right.. words are deposited in pools of shimmering droplets in to endless feilds of paper cups spining in your mind today. __________________________________________________

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