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Float,
I said.
It's the only
way out from here.
On multi-colored
rivers, marine hill-sides,
we encountered our terrors.
I tell you now, I would rather
have begun rooted, solid, in the
deep, brown, enveloping soil of the earth.
I said.
It's the only
way out from here.
On multi-colored
rivers, marine hill-sides,
we encountered our terrors.
I tell you now, I would rather
have begun rooted, solid, in the
deep, brown, enveloping soil of the earth.
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Prompt: Set adrift on memory bliss
Prompt: Set adrift on memory bliss
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Like a mountain that carries the water to the sea, you cannot have water without earth.
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