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I Do Not Resist: A Revelation

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ExistenceWeSummonYou

Published: Mar 18, 2012

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Underneath the wonder willow, music holds meaning in its hands. Underneath the wonder willow, the heart nudges its nerves into the ocular cavity, takes to bloom, and lets you believe me when I say: They're hiding dreams for us on the dark side of the sun. Silhouettes of sound like windows breathing in the world that we will become.

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