When the clouds come out on sunny Fall days it delights me to roam the fields and dance the winds. Knowing the radiance is just a sheath away pulls me into a typhoon of joy to be alive, to be perceptual, to be aware of my own gimmicks.
It starts with one then it feeds off the next
Collaboration gives rise to acquaintance
The sense in swirling, changing and free
Use our faculties to please the belly of the beast
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