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Rising with the morning sun, I beam at the brick and iron kingdom outside my door Crystalline eyes reflect the spectrum of my spirit Wondering miraculously at the natural projections On the street, The wind blows me back and forth in an easy waltz 1-2-3, 1-2-3, 1-2-3, Leading me on my way
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 6:38 PM UTC
Subtle Truth
Rising with the morning sun, I beam at the brick and iron kingdom outside my door Crystalline eyes reflect the spectrum of my spirit Wondering miraculously at the natural projections On the street, The wind blows me back and forth in an easy waltz 1-2-3, 1-2-3, 1-2-3, Leading me on my way
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