sliced with peanut butter
pre-picked and pared.
like a re mix editing master.
a fruit by itself and another thing.
the formula for uplifting and illustrating.
For what do you see in your pockets?
how can you filter out the foolish?
i just plastered the wall full of all of it!
all the things!
nothing ran out to hide, but only highlight.
And even be highlighted!
how it is called...runs.
how it is run…calls out to all of us
weary philanthropy, but playing it out.
seeds grow roots second!
i'm stalled in a pre-step pattern…
though not stalled…its exactly the place.
the place of preparing.
it is coming into being…and my faith…
My faith pulls it to the event horizon.
open space and air is going to reopen
the conversation. what shall come?
what shall lag? what shall?
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