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Sep 2018
My body this cage the lust this rage this life... This race what fuss, Turn the Page.
Release your spirit let the soul roll organic submission spun out of control.
Soul over mind like Mind Over Matter Collective memories scattered and splattered
slave to Five Senses, that's all we know in this realm, granted another we'd be overwhelmed.
Pull from your third eye, the medulla as well and realize your body is not stuck in hell.
Semi-literate Poet
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