There’s no time for thinking, no time for nothing of the sorts but to developmentally make things happen at bewildered and wide eye pace. This rhythm this rhyming scheme, a readership’s sentimental and soothing mind prison/ Prism, rather. To sleep and eat and equally work and tuck on in is to dream a most alive and CONSCIENTIOUS DREAM: in Alive on Earth realms of contemplative silences

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