The relaxed canvas supports the sparkling
Space that gets rid of all armed arms wholly
Generous he offers our humble earthly
Mortals too to travel by to embrace
Thousands of golden hands and all of the hardships
Of forgotten predecessors they bring
The legend of the unbundled dimensions
To deposit itself and to follow
The silver thread of ultimate confidence
That leads to the blossoming of the soul so
Pure as this one once was before the lower id
Descending into the valley of the apple grove began
Where the procession of the reflexive the contemplative
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