

Simple Thinking Simple Thinking Upon contemplation, under many wings I have flown I ask you, left or right?... The cacophony that is the confusion of the callused, and decayed, corrupting the cohesion of the content and the afraid.... Dispersion,... many believe to be the answer, can be a shade, to much,.. even for the clinically sane. Multiple outcomes, multiple games, multiple freedoms, multiple name's, multiple ideals, multiple gains, multiple losses, multiple of the multiples are all evidently the same.So if left is to right and the revers is relative to where the observer is standing? then a minute is a minute at that second, right??Simple Thinking
In my head
pandoras box
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My sense of smell dulled by the stale yet familiar aroma of tobacco and fried brain cells, My sense of taste deteriorated to only taste the sweet and bitter, My hands soft but my sense of touch almost nonexistent, I am unable to distinguish smooth and sharp...
Granted my world seems to be shaded in the hues of texture... but i would not exchange it for the world... For even beauty lies within the plain... similarities end where the dark lines maintain an existence.......{-_-}
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