Reading between the dotted lines, finding added meaning to
life's unchartered isles.
Meandering through images as they appear, waving happily at
being seen and recognized after years of being hidden in
mazes of wild animal jungle lairs.
Coercing pregnant ideas from behind lattice curtains of time.
Bringing about a change in attitude, an alteration of
atmospheric content, filling my mind within it's circumference.
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