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from out the center did implode gratuitous dust of ore and soul plodded to a tipping point then tipped right over into light communicating all at once at a point in time it did esconce & settled on a love foundation embodied in the radiation that keyhole made to fit vibration understand old revelations and you may go mad in the beginning but pretty soon the birds are singing life becomes a playful dance no longer stressed out in a trance forgetting what was ever wrong enjoying notes of silent songs played at dawn in yawning meadow by birch and oak and weeping willow so nature is the thing to find to use to help release the mind