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nobody has their head in the game from mineral to plant from plant to beast from beast to human from human to pure soul it is an easy universe to fool a simple paradox a play on words [ cue that guy from Crete ] creates a small disorder disrupts the soup spills the beans the stars continue to spin in heaven for sure but a little less certain of themselves the earth need not be saved from the gnats currently messin’ up the scene who listens hard to sycophants who paint each other green who fret and moan such personal fears while they foul and **** the land as if five billion balanced years leaves you room to understand that people are a stubborn lot a speck on a crumb on a speck a fact that is very easily forgot what else would you ever expect
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Mar 1, 2014
Mar 1, 2014 at 9:01 AM UTC
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nobody has their head in the game from mineral to plant from plant to beast from beast to human from human to pure soul it is an easy universe to fool a simple paradox a play on words [ cue that guy from Crete ] creates a small disorder disrupts the soup spills the beans the stars continue to spin in heaven for sure but a little less certain of themselves the earth need not be saved from the gnats currently messin’ up the scene who listens hard to sycophants who paint each other green who fret and moan such personal fears while they foul and **** the land as if five billion balanced years leaves you room to understand that people are a stubborn lot a speck on a crumb on a speck a fact that is very easily forgot what else would you ever expect
jimmy-tee
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Mar 1, 2014
Mar 1, 2014 at 9:01 AM UTC
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