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Shift Happens

Paradigm shifting can kick your ass swift and hard– Thank god for loose change!

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Touch

It is the quiet history of touch, tendered through years of symmetry and fable, a radiant pulsing in the spaces between fingers, holy derived, charging us to mercy and enclosure.

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