The mystic mind
defies my land of mines.
{{and detonating bombs}}

Shells and sand
push on through the man.
[[to bring the mist, calm]]

If i could just recall the ways.
Maybe i was born to play.
Follow me, i know this day.
((Yeah, they could be away today.. ))

Quiet me and shush.
The appetence is dangerous
and I don't know what to say.

< < I'm just a choked up amber
In your smoked out ashtray.• > >

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