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Distract me, humble vibration. Preoccupy this preoccupied mind Give me a pattern to find And I will happily rip from reality Like a shredded letter from an old foe. Distract me, fleeting words. Preoccupy this preoccupied mind. Give me a motive to find And I will dutifully leaf through your pages Like flat stones skim the water’s simple strata. Distract me, passive chi. Preoccupy this preoccupied me. Give me a flavour to find And I will reach for the bottom Like the proboscis of a bee Innocent search for mother’s riches.
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Dec 28, 2009
Dec 28, 2009 at 3:19 AM UTC
Distraction
Distract me, humble vibration. Preoccupy this preoccupied mind Give me a pattern to find And I will happily rip from reality Like a shredded letter from an old foe. Distract me, fleeting words. Preoccupy this preoccupied mind. Give me a motive to find And I will dutifully leaf through your pages Like flat stones skim the water’s simple strata. Distract me, passive chi. Preoccupy this preoccupied me. Give me a flavour to find And I will reach for the bottom Like the proboscis of a bee Innocent search for mother’s riches.
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Dec 28, 2009
Dec 28, 2009 at 3:19 AM UTC
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