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Jun 4, 2014 21:25:23 GMT 8
Post by kathleen on Jun 4, 2014 21:25:23 GMT 8
Unnoticed accumulation The richest and most telling accumulation
Telling stories of each particle are genuine Genuine misplaced dots left consciously
Understanding Imperfections I'm An accumulation of
Cracks left for something Someone to slip through
The next to slip into A place never planned, never noticed
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Jun 5, 2014 21:06:52 GMT 8
Post by serena on Jun 5, 2014 21:06:52 GMT 8
u u n u n n u n n o u n n o t u n n o t i u n n o t i c u n n o t i c e u n n o t i c e d u n n o t i c e d a u n n o t i c e d a c u n n o t i c e d a c c u n n o t i c e d a c c u u n n o t i c e d a c c u m u n n o t i c e d a c c u m u u n n o t i c e d a c c u m u l u n n o t i c e d a c c u m u l a u n n o t i c e d a c c u m u l a t u n n o t i c e d a c c u m u l a t i u n n o t i c e d a c c u m u l a t i o n o t i c e d a c c u m u l a t i o n
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Jun 6, 2014 21:12:20 GMT 8
Post by michelle on Jun 6, 2014 21:12:20 GMT 8
I'm an accumulation of Genuine misplaced dots.
Full of atoms filled with: A bit of something Mostly nothing
Waiting for someone to slip t h r o u g h.
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Jun 7, 2014 21:57:58 GMT 8
Post by Ashleigh Berry on Jun 7, 2014 21:57:58 GMT 8
An accumulation of the most telling misplaced dots. dots misplaced unconsciously. Slip into the cracks left for something never planned. slip.
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Jun 8, 2014 19:46:10 GMT 8
Post by Jacq on Jun 8, 2014 19:46:10 GMT 8
It was
An opening
Of gathered layers
True and clear
Only you could see.
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Jun 9, 2014 21:19:59 GMT 8
Post by Admin on Jun 9, 2014 21:19:59 GMT 8
Beyond this point is more, Unnoticed Aware Slippages
The richest and most telling Accumulated misplaced Imperfections
Beyond this point is more
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Jun 10, 2014 8:26:52 GMT 8
Post by Nicole on Jun 10, 2014 8:26:52 GMT 8
One heavy round dot slipping slowly
Many round dots have been misplaced
Notice how the cracks tell a story, a story of genuine accumulation
The heavy dot is stuck a whilst the misplaced dots plummet through the cracks
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Jun 16, 2014 22:36:01 GMT 8
Post by daisysanders on Jun 16, 2014 22:36:01 GMT 8
cellophane. forgotten name. the book left on the shelf. beloved novels collecting dust. forgive the forgotten, unnoticed accumulation, imperfection is perfect.
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Jun 22, 2014 18:35:32 GMT 8
Post by jesslewis on Jun 22, 2014 18:35:32 GMT 8
Do you see it? A slit, an opening, an invitation Images blur on the other side Dare you come in? I'll wait but not forever Not perfect But perfect enough
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Jun 23, 2014 20:39:49 GMT 8
Post by isabellamay on Jun 23, 2014 20:39:49 GMT 8
Something so clear to me it is transparent
i left multiples of you and my belongings but you belonged nowhere and slipped unnoticed
my belongings scattered, hanging, with nothing keeping them together
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