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Fleeting The glimpse of the freckled face behind The screen door •• The way to the river twists thru the forest --- Images of pantheistic gods and goddesses Are there To guide you on ••• The freckled face The smile Did you see it? •• Do you love me? I'm your friend •• The high mountain has been bombed to ruins All the cities are in flames •• Be YE the wise child of tomorrow ••• Standing in the center of the storm ••• In the middle of the madness The only place YE can't be harmed
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Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 3:11 PM UTC
It's not the best way --it's the only way
Fleeting The glimpse of the freckled face behind The screen door •• The way to the river twists thru the forest --- Images of pantheistic gods and goddesses Are there To guide you on ••• The freckled face The smile Did you see it? •• Do you love me? I'm your friend •• The high mountain has been bombed to ruins All the cities are in flames •• Be YE the wise child of tomorrow ••• Standing in the center of the storm ••• In the middle of the madness The only place YE can't be harmed
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jeffrey-robin
Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 3:11 PM UTC
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