Yesterday I went into the vagina of my creation, a recess with purple border and deep orange. Justito found it in the vault of my skull, I discovered while strolling through the gardens of the temple, where breezy and refreshing thunderstorms preceding knowledge of wind and currents of chemical energy that is swaying between the occipital and frontal massage all the crevices unfathomable that the light never knew that floats through the ether around me.
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