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 Apr 2015
Awesome Annie
I feel my clothes catch on jagged rocks, but I mustn't slow my pace. Hands from limbs of unseen trees, slap me in the face.

Exhausted and worn I carry on, boots kick up dirt and mud. Thirsty lips that long for dreams, onward must I trudge.

I have hope tucked in my pocket, and luck strapped to my back. I'm bent yet never broken, no time to count the things I lack.

Monstrous rocks that block my way, they will move to my command. I'm pure strength and determination, in this shell they call a man.
 Apr 2015
jeffrey robin
( We )

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From the lofty mountain

Where our dreams take their Form again

Amongst the magic creatures we

Set free to liberate the world

(The earth

And it's people )


/:/


( Dance child dance )


/:/

Who do you think you are ? ( don't tell me

Tales of lame mortality )

You are not loveless minions of

This *** - crazed violent culture

You are pure infinity

In sacred human bodies

Come from the ancient lofty mountains

To free the world

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See the holy mother child

Dance dance Dance  !


••

Water from the deepest well

Fire from the heart of hell

******* for the hand and eye ( pray tell

Of all the gentle understandings

That you know so perfectly )

••

In this hour past remorse

We do what comes so naturally

To put ourselves in the greatest danger

To protect the children in the manger

That is simple humble fertility

••

We are here

Yes we are

We are here to stay

We are

Yes we are

We are here to stay

We are the human race

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So dance

Child dance

— The End —