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Jan 2014
skin in circles spike like super
novas
down in the hall
there’s no lights and all
i see is sparks
skull sober.  no wonder.
just a change of pace.. lord..
a savior full of grace
dust to desolation
mimic or degrade him
we all need some saving
these days of exaltation
Written by
mandala lama
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