we touch the sun every time we breathe in reflections of the sensations amongst I standing still when traversing the physical moving forth in ruminations of the mental as what happens upon the happening ceases on that now was now as what is now is now and repurposing the reimagined on exhalation while bolted to the center point of all doings in this instant of the fabrication destination we are the one as one is the only one of now By: Trevor Kuether
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