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Food is stronger than iron bars.

So lonely amidst crystal trees, in the forest of forgotten paintings of the past. Silence all around, silver of the moon breaking, reflecting in transparent stumps of chopped off fingers.

I breath the night air fully, as if for the first time, filling my lungs with it to the brim, until it feels as if they will burst, and it's the best feeling in the world.

"I really want to see you, lord, really want to be with you. But it takes so long, so long, my lord" - George Harrison, closet Krishna Come to me, sweet lord, in anything but gears,