mere shadows
the vagueness of shadowland hides beneath the mists of eternal speculation, and who am i to question the ways that have always been.. presumption plays no part in these hallowed lands of eternity, questions need no answers - thought is a mere illusion of timely uncertainties that always are yet beneath - the vague mists of endlessness time and spac-ial speculation, the alternative becomes a void of fragile reality - suppression is no longer an option merely a shadow...
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leigh
just someone who loves playing with words...
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