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The world fades slowly to black
As pages of thought are writ to memory
In silence.
Nothing exists.
One breath, one purpose, one will.
Exacted with focus, inhaled with precision.
One book, one pen, one page at a time.
Turned with flickering movements of color in mind.
Reality.
An ephemeral memory of responsibility and obligation
Soon lost and forgotten in thought.
belle idée bien réalisée
Merci lasiate, c’est une idée nouveaux pour moi.
une idee nouvelle, mon cheri