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Dec 2015
In a land vast,
I try to learn a clear thought
A form that I can use
chisel the underlying block
I am not hypnotised from the eyes
I can't make situations come,
Must learn when they arrive.
Alive I feel inclined to speak only from the mind.
But as I do I am defined,
like reading the summary of a book
in the back slacking off before class casting thoughts
before understanding the twist in the plot, arise true thoughts that leave no compromise in mind third-eye. Thrid like, my surroundings are spiraling around me, staying awake, alive beating riding a heart, but the flame depart, to die in mind, they stay alive learning, yearning to grow, in time the thought provoke, divine inclined to say watch now how fine, words come from dumbΒ Β ones dying.
MOTV
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MOTV  California
(California)   
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