the blue sky over snow topped tree lines
helicopters echo off winter mountains
the hard the cold the weary and wise
hollowing with wants, needs and lives.
it's ok now.
yawn this manic life to a low 'n lovely roar,
make your way
you heartbroken...
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Just be the shit on the fucking floor crumble down, it's the final score you know you're worth nothing, prick, and you were the one ... -
Blue Jay is here rain showers clear these dusty-dirty-edges- Fogs gloss the green moss round the rocky pulpit ledges Moons wax an...
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The Earth with her divine beauty and union is yet to be properly healed But the time is coming, the moment close, where all will be revealed...
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