Near Matches
Ignore Exact
Everything
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cover your eyes so you don't know the secret
If you know, you know
keep your eyes open
To this reality I must resign myself
the ocean never ceasing in her secret whispers to the land
The sixth secret poem
There is a place between floating aimlessly with your head in the clouds and just scraping by in the mud-realm of men and commerce.
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