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Dream



::

It's so beautiful


( once you are  free )


••

Like a bicycle messenger in New York City

Free as the wind

That blows thru his hair

And kisses his face

••

he carries his purity

So the whole world might see

/::/

Seeding creation with the
Soul of

A saint

//

revealing with each motion


Gods only Name

)(

Brooklyn bridge !!

Holy as can be

Where I loved the *******

And she fell

In love with me

-/-

We' ll be married tomorrow

On the D - train !

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