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Oct 2017
My mother always told me
so many different things
about this life were living
and our fallen angel wings.

She taught me one is many
and many are just one.
She taught this life's plenty
and when it is done

That My Body will decay
my brains will liquefy
Dust to dust and stars a like
And my consciousness seeps into the sky.

My mother has told me many things
of this earthly rolling sacrifice
She taught me all the wisdom
and she taught me all the rites.
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
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