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    TRAVIS BRAUN

    EVERYTHING IN ITS RIGHT PLACE
    PAREIDOLIA
    WILTED BLOOM: IT'S A BEAUTIFUL DEATH
    COLORS AND SHAPES SYMBOLIZE THE SOUL'S JOURNEY
    MY OUTER HEAD SPACE
    ZONE OF AVOIDANCE
    DEATH IS NOT ENOUGH
    CREATION GIVING EXPRESSION TO THOUGHT
    LAID MY DREAMS TO REST BECAUSE REALITY WON'T SLEEP
    MATTER UNORGANIZED
    THE GLOW
    HOW DO YOU DEFINE REAL?
    SOMETIMES I CRY
    LOSING SLEEP TONIGHT
    SUN SPOTS
    LOOKS LIKE THE REAL THING
    FURTHER DOWN THE SPIRAL
    MY HEART IS BROKE BUT I HAVE SOME GLUE
    STAR LARVA
    YER BLUES
    PAINTING SEEMS TO HELP THE PAIN, SEEMS TO CULTIVATE THE BRAIN
    INDUSTRIALIZATION OF ERIDANUS SUPERVOID
    ELECTRICAL SIGNALS INTERPRETED BY THE BRAIN
    WHERE DOES OUTER SPACE END?
    EUPHORIC MORNING
    I'M GETTING FURTHER FROM MYSELF
    LIFE FLOWS ON WITHIN YOU AND WITHOUT YOU
    DENYING REALITY
    GIVE UP THE GHOST
    PROFOUNDLY PHILOSOPHICAL
    I HAD THAT DREAM AGAIN
    TOO BLACK FOR BLOOD, TOO RED FOR LONELINESS
    PRETENDING
    LOVE DOES THINGS YOU CAN'T SEE
    MANIPULATED ELEMENTS TO AFFECT THE SOUL
    AN EYEFUL WEIGHS A TON
    PARADOXICAL DEJA VU
    I DON'T KNOW WHERE IT IS I SHOULD LOOK
    THE WORLD I LIVE IN
    FADING IDENTIFICATION
    SEARCHING IN THE BLUE
    MEMORIES OF TOUCH AND MOVEMENT
    FOR A MINUTE THERE, I LOST MYSELF
    YOUR FANTASIES MERGE WITH HARSH REALITIES
    FOREVER ISN'T LONG ENOUGH
    STILL HOLDING TIGHT TO THIS DREAM OF DISTANT LIGHT
    THE APPEARANCE OF NOTHING
    WHEN YOU MAKE SOMETHING, YOU CAN'T CONTROL ITS MEANING
    NEW POLLUTION
    THE SUN IS GONE BUT I HAVE A LIGHT
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