but first a letter to the dean of students from my blazing heart shooting plumes of rubicund blood in pure unconditional love for my son
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strong urge to create make music wrote dance and also to sit still meditate allow the elements to bless us and perfume consciousness with earth and heaven but there is no space seemingly and i can’t keep up with demand By: via qwertymonk
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