Pedestrian efforts line afternoon that presents, and is, by how? Thin shadows for a few working hours. Clouds of routine commentary actively grey. And so the best thoughts to be had are those to embody a cipher from inner minded nature. Where the reach for a constant while alive upon sightless wind touches on themes threadless, unifying sake, substantial variation. A being. An impulse bolting into horizon while novelty intones trees about the stance of our homes. Of what is sort of had, besides.   

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