Not quite the quintessence of dust. That a degree of
opaqueness can be a geometry of patterns dancing in its
stasis. How jeopardy in a question is its avoidance of
clarity and other inferential platforms. Almost occluded.
What is the number of familiar songs you can sing with
plentiful misremembered words? Alchemists had a
magical way with the hidden. I know how much the
impairment is a sky filled with clouds moving across
her disposition. Frosted or frozen? In darkness, like
now, there is always the hope for a sudden light. When
fallen into is a belief system.
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Mike Ferguson
Picture Rupert Loydell
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