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Oct 2014
Yellow granit strikes up panic
Leaves me with the sun
Unfinished and undone
Nursing the shooting stars
Following them out far
Into the absolute greatest darkness
Living through hell
Something I can't seem to part with
Sinking my basket down to the bottom
Hoping to fish out the Devine
That I already hold in my hand
But I've lost that thought in my mind
Shattered bones make it hard to stand
My friends are so slow and not on my level to recover
I reach out my hand, but they don't even bother
My mindset is too far out for them
Under their tongue
Sadly, all they know how to do is pretend
I really am climbing the mountain
I am at my highest peak
Waiting for them
I'll stay here until you here my call
Echoing loud down the cave
Perched perfect on out holy branch
Ready to catch you when you fall
It will be your most perfect decision
Watch your thoughts unfold
Into a heavenly tangible vision
River Moon Willow
Written by
River Moon Willow  Omaha, Ne
(Omaha, Ne)   
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   AFJ and Rose
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