No ordinary blades
No one knows
And they vanish
Only to reapear
The spirit is busy
And the music is real
The junkies cut a deal
So again swords
Vanish into the air
The air is brisk
Till you hear her
With her patience
And levity.
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I live with grace I am an ethical person I have realistic expectations I don't let creeps into my life I dream about a better w...
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A loving heart be so blue Into the the river lands Golden light was in your eyes Can the heart be busy hiding Wash it away Can a ...
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The prince of ears was he Largest ears of the ear folk Absolutely tremendously large He spend all his time listening to things Including...
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