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Mar 2013
eyes closed, lips drip fire tonight
it tastes like honey, thick and sweet
you set our hearts and tongues on fire
and you give us beautiful feet

we will go
we will not wait on the morrow
we are going
we will not wallow in sorrow

Arise!
your voice whispers to the fire inside
it flickers, it brightens, it melts off my skin
the things i though were hidden deep within
but you see me
you see me
you call me by name.

I will go
I will not wait on the morrow
I go now
even though I dont know how
I go
eyes closed
I go
Joseph the Dreamer
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Joseph the Dreamer  clarkston ga
(clarkston ga)   
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