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bringing out the sound published June 25th, 2004 :: issue 4 twisted the structure of dream pulls me into the center of life where I am grown and growing conscious While the full sense of touch shatters me, I am vivid stained-glass: welded with credence, cleansed with flow of thought. mind the latent truth shivering under the fallen frame of chaos- though it is chaos that frees truth by daring him to dream
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