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... Indian song ( boy of the high plains

And low hills )

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I want to walk all my days by your side

•         •

I am

A simple loving girl

I would make

A humble gentle wife


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We are above all else

SOUL Warriors

•


We are earth spirit

And sky

""""


Everyone knows

Of the days soon to come

//

OUR SONG  !!
.........

we are goin to the mountains

And we think you too should come



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( & little Sally sunshine with her tamberine )

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(  •  )

we are the stuff of myths !

( not this mundane human **** )

HE ****** ME AND I LOVE HIM
CAUSE IT FELT GOOD !

( yep -----
                                                     ----- thanks for telling me )

))((

Crazy house blues !

Hey you !!

Ain't ya sick of it too !

( NO   ?      !!!!!! )




Crazy house blues !

::

I live in the mythological world

Of
Real People !

All 3 of us !

( we are the last ones left )

••


I clImb mountains

Up and up

I never come down



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born in the high hills

Borne by the fiercest winds

•

Loves all children with the pure passion

Of the DEVINE MOTHER that all women are

::

( > She my love < )

Come

Brothers and sisters


Be reborn in our arms

And walk the earth again

As MAN

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Reading the poetry of the dumb *****

Trying to cram a boy

Into the steel trap vacancy

Of their meaningless lives

While I probe into the lines

Hoping to find a remnant

Of something human



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the gentle power

( creation )

The saint in celestial wisdom

Gazes into the pulsations of grace and humility

That linger amid

The countless assassinations

That are the mark of the world's depravity

•


dumb **** life !

The loveless pretensions !

( no one is really here at all )

)(

Just a bunch of kids

Getting ready to be *****

//

By others

And by themselves !

//

The stream that flows by the cabin door

)(

The pure maiden !


//

Alive in the healing magic of her art !

)(

The tenderest memories !

)(

And we ALL are there

::

The young boys and girls !

The sacred words !

The wealth amid the poverty

)(

We DO understand !


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Along the broken dream streets

We stumble

Some

Trying to escape madness into the

Hearts of each other


Most trying to find solace

In the exicitment of pain

And the herd mentality

Of terminal indifference

•••


Child !

Be ready to choose


Even l am mortal

And will be here for only a little while more !

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So

Don't get slimed by a dumb ****

And their promises of numbness

As a form of peace !

We are the warriors

;;

The stream flows by the cabin door


See the pure maiden !

Find the love that is true


You are ALWAYS welcome there


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Now that all fear is gone

::


The mountain up ahead


The gentle child in her arms

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We are doing something else

;:;

We will war no more

NOT WITH OURSELVES NOR ANYONE

))((

I mean

If ya got nothin to say except what ya did with yer ***** and **** last night

Why don't ya just shut the **** up ?


Really

Is it that hard to just shut the **** up till ya got something to say ?

•

Stop dying publically
!!


LIVE !!!!!!


)(

After all the fear is gone

Only love


Shall be here



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she walk on egg shells lost in fear

//

Oh she

In her dying world

•

She writes to a lover who ain't never there !


He didn't want to die with her

She doesn't have the will to love

So she just pretends

And writes her poems for imaginary friends


In her dying world


;:;


Oh yes


On egg shells !

Playing games impossible to win

//


She opens her door but no one comes in

Cause she never opens her heart


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Walkin in fear

Begging for love but won't let no body come near


//


Lost in her dying world


Lovely little girl she is



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Palpable pure hatred

From the sewers and alleys

From all the human dwellings


Child of the millennium

Within the greed a festering

The inhuman faces

Of the strangers that we see

)(

The nation has fallen

The end of all civility


Cartoonish leaders

Blood from their mouths dripping

Onto the bloated bellies

Of the sterile ladies


//

An  there ain't no
Men

To be seen

)(


Only wailing children

Amid the flames


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then who will be here ?

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See the gentle eyes

~~

She sits in the park

Watching over

The afternoon's children

As they seek
some semblance

Of the angel mother

That they want to believe


Is here
Somewhere

••

Here

Amid the shadows

Amid the movement of strangers

Amid the police

And all the rest

•

She watches over them

And with her gentle eyes

Calls upon you

To join her in her lonely task

Of renewing the spirit of man

::

If not you

Then who shall be here ?


Amid the darkness

As the light

That we have been given

To shine


And show  the way

To the kingdom ?


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We are here and it is good


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sweet child sing

Be the only power in the world

You are the mighty force

Of absolute righteousness

::

Some speak of despair

Of lovelessness and desperation

You speak of truth

The truth you live and understand

//

We are here and it is good

We aren't going anywhere

Sweet child sing

I will stand right by your side



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Amid the gangster thugs
Who rule the world

Lost in idealistic ideology

We look for love amid our
Fellow slaves

All so very indifferently


)(


Just for a moment of escape  

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Just for a sense of transient peace


We die in midst each other's arms


Amid the gangster thugs who rule the world


The elections and the football games

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