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6. Time is non existent a man made reality Alone in the shadows he will watch the clock When love is material man will fall apart On his knees he will worship the paper faced false Gods Who will see the Miracles in the littered streets? Who will hear the clothing-line secrets? The whispers of God And after one has seen God Where should they go? Is there a cure? Or do they stay in exile? Hidden from the world Where they are free
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Dec 2, 2019
Dec 2, 2019 at 12:19 PM UTC
Perennial Muse 6.
6. Time is non existent a man made reality Alone in the shadows he will watch the clock When love is material man will fall apart On his knees he will worship the paper faced false Gods Who will see the Miracles in the littered streets? Who will hear the clothing-line secrets? The whispers of God And after one has seen God Where should they go? Is there a cure? Or do they stay in exile? Hidden from the world Where they are free
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Dec 2, 2019
Dec 2, 2019 at 12:19 PM UTC
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