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Jan 1
writing of the unknown
is there anything other
a circle, a square, a cone
three two one-

blast off!-here,everything
looks like
a mushroom?!
the light is a dividing

of a million colour
and sounds are bouncing
off clouds
like love from your lips

(go to the bar)
where is my space ship
i left it loud
now it´s gone..
three beers mate..

ii

if you can´t flash-back
on new years day
then..when..

iii

now i have system
you have one
i have one

try not to do anything
daft
you might regret

regret is a very very
sad one
done..

iv

i don´t regret lsd
it was good for me
fun..

i would nt take too
much
how ever

course you only know
later..
like now..

but at least there is
a now
not like before..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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