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Free Sun in my mind, Oh Free Sun of my mind. A pretty big cloud, A big pretty cloud, Shrouds the Free Sun of my mind. Free Sun in my mind, Oh Free Sun of my mind. Birds don't sing, they whistle and whine, In the Free Sun of my mind. Rain of blood, mixed with soil, makes good mud. And with blood mud, construct a pod. Build a shelter, brave the weather, the Free Sun of my mind. Free Sun in my mind, Oh Free Sun of my mind. The fool, the wise, the cruel, the nice, Reside the Free Sun of my mind. Free Sun in my mind, Oh Free Sun of my mind. Who's wrong? Who's right? Embrace the light, Oh Free Sun of my mind. Run in vain, flesh melt and drain. Scream and wail as bullets hail. Stench. Silence. Peace in the Free Sun of my mind. Free Sun in my mind, Oh Free Sun of my mind. A crystal clear lake, a clear crystal lake, Drowns the Free Sun of my mind. Free Sun in my mind, Oh Free Sun of my mind. An old beaten boat, a beaten old boat Rows the Free Sun of my mind. See it sink, bob up and down. The weeds below, they drag and drown, Descend the depth, cut off your breath, Free Sun of my mind.
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May 23, 2025
May 23, 2025 at 9:48 AM UTC
Free Sun
Free Sun in my mind, Oh Free Sun of my mind. A pretty big cloud, A big pretty cloud, Shrouds the Free Sun of my mind. Free Sun in my mind, Oh Free Sun of my mind. Birds don't sing, they whistle and whine, In the Free Sun of my mind. Rain of blood, mixed with soil, makes good mud. And with blood mud, construct a pod. Build a shelter, brave the weather, the Free Sun of my mind. Free Sun in my mind, Oh Free Sun of my mind. The fool, the wise, the cruel, the nice, Reside the Free Sun of my mind. Free Sun in my mind, Oh Free Sun of my mind. Who's wrong? Who's right? Embrace the light, Oh Free Sun of my mind. Run in vain, flesh melt and drain. Scream and wail as bullets hail. Stench. Silence. Peace in the Free Sun of my mind. Free Sun in my mind, Oh Free Sun of my mind. A crystal clear lake, a clear crystal lake, Drowns the Free Sun of my mind. Free Sun in my mind, Oh Free Sun of my mind. An old beaten boat, a beaten old boat Rows the Free Sun of my mind. See it sink, bob up and down. The weeds below, they drag and drown, Descend the depth, cut off your breath, Free Sun of my mind.
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T_Laz
17/F
May 23, 2025
May 23, 2025 at 9:48 AM UTC
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