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Beat of The Wine The heartbeat of heaven calls from within the breast of the becoming is nettled with physics realizing that the spin of bottled quarks sediment unsettled its vintage creativity uncorked roll the fabric of space time, and sniff the universal smell and taste of torque brighter and expansive with every whiff the vintner grows eyeing for the harvest world of miracles under every skin seeding the sweet epiphanies of mist wonders pouring out from where words begin The eternal hand plucking from the vine squeezing our theories drunk upon the wine |
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