We told campfire stories.
We read books on papyrus.
We written knowledges on scrolls.
We shared merry laughter.
We hunted beasts and gods, not men.
Angels haunt the night skies,
Cosmosflauged within the city lights.
Walls made of faces, facing fractals of the faceless. Demi gods were we while fire walking on heart beats.
The planets stood still, replacing pain with harmony. Question reality, said the bumper sticker. We ate the brown paper regularly. We had mastered the narrow path of inversion.
Living in a time of inside out.
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