MapJan 141 min readThe land IS A mapInside our incandescentAll,It turns Lava red, Ethereal blue, In steady comprehension, A thought Rippling In the Breeze Of Nowblakean poem
The land IS A mapInside our incandescentAll,It turns Lava red, Ethereal blue, In steady comprehension, A thought Rippling In the Breeze Of Nowblakean poem
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