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LET ME SHOW YOU THE WORLD IN MY EYES

LET ME SHOW YOU THE WORLD IN MY EYES

Invention of consummatory illuminations, revealing groundswell partitions,

reveling in ion sound, echoing in reverberating echoes stitched together by

intermittent silence, differentiating the void of sound implications,

in a semantic condition, emancipative of the depths,

epic in the control of contortive resonance,

flipping the vertical,

illuminating the ruminative.

Distinction surviving the applicant of wisdom's epoch of alternate umbrage,

emancipating the revelation of confluence in regalia and insignia in a decoupage of remonstrative relegation.

Let me show you the world in my eyes,

let me show you the world in my eyes,

let me show you the world in my eyes.

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Rockwell Wilder

Thanks Cherie, you are most kind.  That part of the poem I got from the song by Depeche mode which was playing in the background as I was writing the poem.  I am a child of randomness. Nothing is ever planned out. It's part blessing part curse! Hahaha, thanks again Cherie, blessings to you and yours!

Rockwell Wilder

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