In which I stare at the sky until all becomes… more fuzzy.
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In which I stare at the sky until all becomes… more fuzzy.
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Is it the light wandering of thoughts, like dandelion fluff in a breeze?
Or is it the traversing of boundaries, like a butterfly migrating?
To me, it is this, and it is darker places to let the mind wonder, free and without limits.
This mix is what it sounds like to me.
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