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thanks for the kind comments..
i wanted to add some background to this:
i was trippin on a small dose of shrooms and i came up with the idea that nothing is perfect alone. but the inbetween- the interaction between all things ( light hitting leaves, the shadows cast; its all one thing theres no edge where one phenomenon stops and the next pics up.) is where perfection lies. theres no other way, no better way for things to exist except the way they are. the idea is hard to put into words thats why i attempted it with the poem.
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