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May 2014
Your rules mean nothing to one liken to me
if I care in your embryonic masinnations
soon to jump again to another reality
we are more then you could ever believe

Sweet time slip
oh in and out
cut you, hurt you
for you are not my kind

I mean to pull that green gurkin
pull it straight out of that hat
time deplacement
and that is that

Feel the suffering around the world
for I am not one of you
I am just a representative
of glorious light now so old

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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