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Feb 2017
show me
I wanna know
the hidden secrets

feel fire running
through my vain
Higher view again

Send me on journeys
to unknown destination
We donΒ΄t need no atorneys
we just need meditation

every nation is sick
of lies and suffer
my offer is to follow
I promise
life without sorrow

borrow time
while in a hurry
leave the earth
and simply carry
all you have
to unknown coasts

listen to the voice of ghosts

they donΒ΄t want posesments
they only tell what wind blew
right into hell

So listen to the spell
transform your prison
and be well

isnt it great
to know not to fail?
Written by
huntAblunt  Hannover, Germany
(Hannover, Germany)   
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