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Still, They Captivate Me.
Sporadic Yet Focused, They Navigate Their Paths.
An Unfading Blessing, Even After a Century
The Energy Within The Empty Space
Spoon Club
As Carefree As Cloud
An Unwavering Steadfastness
The Light, Feathery Dance Over The Face.
As We All Want a Good Night of Sleep,
As Liberating As A Good Stretch
The First Things in the Morning
A Flow Is About A Hundred Years In The Making
Santa Claus is Just Like Anyone
Words will always Fall Short.
A Ray of Light Shone Through
Object Permanence
When Everyone is Asleep
Pulsating Perpetually, Without Sound.
Life Rose Around His Island like a Sea
So close, as though everything is within reach.
The Home
Conjure the Sunlight Dancing Through the Alleyway
