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Jul 2018
Spiraling clouds of wow
expound my hearts true sound.
With light that's jetting through
Oh the feeling soon ensues
With the glancing of the eyes
To the surface of surprise
With the moisture whipped air
And the suns caressing care.
Oceans of grey mist
Curling in the wind
I feel like I've been kissed
At every dip and bend.
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
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