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5’s , 10’s , 20’s all belonging to the air         Moving alive, green presidents Moving alive, pushing brown caskets The ground isn’t sliding, but the heat is hitting Providing the leak printing keeps it clean Draw it, light it so the copiers’ drain sink doesn’t sit with it in The inner me has a beam of destiny in pink sour mix ink Watching the lemonade pour out sweet **** Declining markets are on the line with the paid growing cuz the business is moving the lemons into lime trees Bushes be on fire **** that’s where the horse leads b
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Mar 22, 2020
Mar 22, 2020 at 3:46 PM UTC
Burning Green
5’s , 10’s , 20’s all belonging to the air         Moving alive, green presidents Moving alive, pushing brown caskets The ground isn’t sliding, but the heat is hitting Providing the leak printing keeps it clean Draw it, light it so the copiers’ drain sink doesn’t sit with it in The inner me has a beam of destiny in pink sour mix ink Watching the lemonade pour out sweet **** Declining markets are on the line with the paid growing cuz the business is moving the lemons into lime trees Bushes be on fire **** that’s where the horse leads b
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Mar 22, 2020
Mar 22, 2020 at 3:46 PM UTC
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