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Apr 2013
Recommended a new paradigm
Think I maybe dying all the time
They say using building
blocks of creation to
dream with you?
Inherent and obvious danger
In that darling

Pray a little simple
prayer for all of us.
Sacred
You must
We must
wait a while
language doesn't exist
Working on it.
Bards are here
We will babysit while...
They treat with Sultans of Song

The chemist,Β Β chirugeon,
the watcher, the statesman
on the Bubbahub
Zee's the lynch pin

He's holding it down,
With a little buckdance
He knows what I mean
Different language

Cadence, ritmo
Seven sicilian sailors
Sailing the seven seas
Storm is passing
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