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Paradise

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Unpaved wooded trail leads to paradise of generous modesty of mother. Frail polluted streams of reason numbed by the condor of vista, the nudge of scented whiff that breathes a tune in ears. Pristine, uncensorable, blissful. Innocence. It’s me.

“Me” is what we experience at the moment..isn’t it?

~**~

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