Water has her own unique melody A driver commands the tire The wheel attempts to tame the road Colorless autos split the air The trees whistle Flowerbeds sway Leaves reveal the invisible ghost Becoming one .. Rise and sash shay ... Mother Natures explosions become an - unwanted guest Windows are beacons Signals at the will of the wind Silver angels overhead A column of chariots Red dots Yellow pulses Drug fueled schemes Demonic scenes Recurring dreams ....
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