September 8, 2022

Within the Syntax

By EPRobles

Here they wander as quickly as birds in a falling dream. There they shine, hale star-springs, deep seas swaggering in their deep salt dungeon, stormying purple rolling sea mountains riding adobe gray Heuchiawerd ravines to valleys sun gushing Jochnup on caps holding and garland garland pigging greeting ones’r maar Mai &’ie trooms Auark bring Thy horns into village schost command wheal do ur rose-gnam Ol &é corner The while living be merely plink, blast pleeyest!

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About EPRobles

Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles
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