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Jun 2015
Astralman,
Taketh me where thine spacejuice is rejuvenating
Wherein hopeless romantic's come out in the open
No waiting room's
No waiting
As I can be patient only soo long
Until the light burns out
I'm strange
For I do not like crowds
That brings panic and intrusion
I seeketh reality
Not a magician
Nor illusion
As mine old world seems to know,
I seeketh enlightenment
Wherein trees do grow
Where animals talk
And eagles moan
Songs of beautific mantra's
Stitched in by unknown astronomical knowledge!!
brandon nagley
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brandon nagley  Ohio,USA..
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