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Sep 2014
Now
Deciphering coded blight,
I release through this mic.

Built with mind and is always mine;
I build my palace outside of time.

Stumbled paths find their way,
To the golden palace today.

I can coo of golden angels
Fly with the fairies and dive with devils.

All of life's mountain reaches,
and all of its perils.

Reside between, a moment seen.
Of what is, could be and has been.
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Kenshō
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Kenshō  M
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