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The fallen flower I held in my hand was terminal too.
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Some weirdo had left their used batteries on the ledge next to me, lined up and going nowhere.
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Then after I said that, I noticed the whole plaza had emptied.
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Hide that beauty, hide it, you cannot be free to show it!
But how can you be yourself otherwise, put the inner and outer you together, integrate? No, you are yourself, you will be yourself, others cannot destroy your need to express yourself truthfully. You can take care of yourself. No one can touch you. No one will censor you. No one will steal you because you shine the way that you must. No one can do anything to you without your consent, no one can take your spirit, the freedom of your spirit away.
It is not even yours to give away anyway. It belongs only to YOU.
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The sun blanches everything through my lens, but I caught her despite feeling like our bus was being visited by klieg lights, and she is beautiful.
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Mute colors too, please!
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Mute it, mute the light, like this.
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They’re talking about something I can’t understand, and after a while I have to look away because it hurts my eyes and my brain.
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Lines of vertical blinds at night = linear pattern.
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This guy on the other hand, was thinking that life outside the houses of bones was rather more linear in character.
