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Oct 2017
Take me to your leader
I need it now
I want to feed her.
Take me to your mother
the source of hate
The ones only lover
Take me to her grave
the place she rests
just like his slave
and watch the ground spring up


She moves! she moves!
The mother has awakened
and in the ******
the entire earth is shaken.

I've brought the myrrh
the Frankincense
the wisdom

Ive brought my consciousness
and the mother has sure risen!
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
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