Sensoring life into a perception of dimensional fabrications,
lifting spirits higher with every picture shown upon inner
screens of intellect.
Preparing analogies for future preparatory accessories held in
check.
Winds of change, blowing fortuitously onto pathways of
excessive polarization.
Taking every aspect into caverns of mathematical equations,
folding everything adequately inside memories of talent to
be exposed one rainy day, alongside of heaven.
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