orgami's Diaryland
Diary
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the beach and angry surf thudding like a voyage heart...the sun is through the waves....green and salient..so much force...the easy tumult and power..
the edge like this...not much width to turn or walk to think..walk with it while the power smashes the voice of it pounds into the chamber of thoughts where all things dwell......a cold unlike a distant star that gives no physical warmth but a direction..a route to keep focus on...
10:22 p.m. - 2013-11-24
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