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Ylang Ylang Jun 6

Feeling deliberated of
Direction and destination
And meaning, and good
Swimming in confusion
Only want to get high

Goodnight
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Ylang Ylang Jun 6

Fay is
Got to be
     A dead
      in
               clouds
With care lost

   so close
    so close

& So the tides get
Turned, just
as book says
Oh You gonna see it
Someday
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Ylang Ylang Jun 6

&
My lips felt
Like
A dam
Even when i was
All
One
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Ylang Ylang Jun 6

With a soul
         in a hole
All seem to
Adore my breath
A hand stranded
Soul
       in a hole
Adore the little bird
In the palm of hand

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Ylang Ylang Jun 1

I am at the bare limits
Of everything
Arriving home
Or losing it all

I have to bite
My own tongue again
To silence
Anyway

(an apology won't prevent
Hands from stretching
these sapphires in time)

It's "spilled" in past
But spill in both present
And future,
Hence they're the same
Only bridged by "will"

Fruitfuled
Only mirages
Spilling the words
From holed bag,
Grasp, cripply
only mirages

I knew these were
Nothing but mirages
As they unfurled beneath
Night sky

     ~grasp~

Put a mirror
Beside bed
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Ylang Ylang Jun 1

There's something preventing
Me
From ripping claws through
Your
Heart
    (the blood)
From breaking through
From breathing
The blood runs out
And do we really suffocate

And you can't really tell
For what the person needs
Let the acacias run through
Our crystalline veins

Little man
Big man
You
Fallin' up
In merciful hands
Of dreams
Lands
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Ylang Ylang Jun 1

Lay you softly
Down onto
Collage of crystalline dreams
Finally, alike youth
Bird

Old man's eyelid shuts
in kaleidoscope
As he looks at
a burning match

Each triangle
Casts
Endless seas
Their shapes
Soar
Into skin
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