Total Eclipe of the Heart

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By Ocusan MPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

The Heart Galaxy was never seen or known

Nor threatning Storms with Touching

Cyclones

Time was a quite sound as a beating heart in your chest

Outside the meseum, Timeless scents of rain in the Pacific Northwest

The heart now tastes like Rainbow Pancakes & Passionfruit tea, ever so Surrealisticly

surreal poetry

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Ocusan M

I write in a surrealistic style learning new realities as i researched Quantum physics in Quantum Dreaming where the man had a Quantum computer in his home that could see into the future.

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