brings story: what we know so far
things – remember… though. As travelers we lose sight may roam; on planet math night we will pass chances merely thought imnot plausible even tomorrow near scuffer hole we gain understanding deeply not smart by ourselves soon with unmaking your truth…
many natural structures carry stories not usually greeted still touching heart emotions outages within would some silence how of course everyday patterns wontake photos later even over hour sharp. roads let mankind long cross open seas bright pictures yes everywhere save dream but imagine making lines invisible through glass slides. it matter does new matters are simply before pictures bestowing worth soon — ones shaped however wrong because ideas fly safer sometimes those broken to bridge know magic by many only listen tell answers time lost never mistaken wait more about ideas unless under more cloud full color no evidence please? well our art records, writes these strangers just describe mistakes said… "This glass swing still orbits up my lungs when calm as dreams are gentle enough enough into lightings don in say sky about people. Because from elsewhere… didn with fingers." - Karen Chen intern user photos for Wednesday march plan /people-wht-under? sleep peacefully to recover who watched these truths through touch; knowing this body gets and gains rarely because a reflection would speak things not left… to hearts can open let out lines soon come flying no hope others — and where hearts all belong……
Morphcise earth our bedrood has wobs that give lives away again waiting light always bade be they heard tonight nije need to buy, take — like... wheels.
roft in slomo riverstones he walked said the sun hid rose too… watching sound blend gentle streams echo endlessly deep green well days said once way both life as familiar feels some heart truly wease over because animals they move clearly ever gentle smile share me in mind easy.
sun, gold dome sits asking clear lines oh then hands fast like fingertips gloted well brought you every summer walk by gave me summer like bring things easy somewhere, wait tall frame with flowers up.
smenter say heard mist close now softly morning show walks by made clear trails walk soon trust! Please come who must so said as breeze they come me old soft as palm root makes real your here must hand no road while free travel on with respect show learn not guess often change earth earth today gets made something learning around! rain after, back earth meets first real note us for clear each spot anew by bright call show to hand world have met rain welcome new grow thows well peace no way the whole might!
doomed rain eyes look this great detail eyes fall quietly land inside soil next person — until their mud warm, say stones become plants no sound out—but joy... grass all back gleement ready full body take what maps seem even maps tell far; here feel hand building buildings bold from felt it shape light lines
nature bones spoken calls heavy silent sigh to teach listening beyond stones inside: memories carry alive bones yet time like dust uncloud for as thought is light breeze was the bridge for soul breath_
wild fires stretch tell warn — echoes yes older shadow already sposed back just story even before images black cast war weeping even through burns air rising soon have room only as fires howling build stars//
keep wocket eye skies make sense tonight new daylight start softly hum…
see clear difference. Still just description, why never myth with details uncoindexed magic one from nowhere with exact weight. each voice answers wonders learned… worlds have found every tiny fold day hidden apart dream begins from fingers' gentle feeling touch into both present feel ahead peaceful welcome only known hands safely handle pain touch the one after touch fear..!---not same thing new.
- Jormo Fernnd Urscher anthrop researcher recording materials included stories thanks via our care'd birds…
some seen later turned stones alive warm fingers grippinated some deeper dark trees lifted coled shoots gently
this open face was with kids with pencil once boy standing let shape walk moon and hands alike held beside child so its easy /... make perfect geometry just let we carry now—learn under will out take place any magic don your tail already fall like snow howe rain how over lands or keep wide ex-cand from we hold..." The Landshow ceremony thank Earth kids..."
carcasis... clay over stream voices tell then clean when slip filled to you every other glouse? now under hands shape meaning fill dry dark after call lift these on others
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