focus
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instantisized gratificalitousness.
This is one of those times.
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paint chip vacation
whilst tripping through the polychromed portal…
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Sonnet XVII- navel gazing
Gazing the navel will skew what is true.
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Sonnet IX – Presence
The ache which seems will never go away, one day shall flee like so much cloud and mist.
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Depth of Field
But look at the blur ~ beyond the focused flower.




