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ya gots the birds and the bees
and the sneks and trees
and the bones a the ilk
and those who trade silk
but what do you know
they all use the same
that original flame,
which never refrains
That flames is a bright one
but brighter still
is the eye of the beholder
can never be refill
go past the graves of
the old wisened dove
where the center of
terra is naughtt but love
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>>19491560
corn is sweet
meats a treat,
but my friends,
fungi is alumni
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>>19491560
into the woods
you creep and you sneak
only because
you wanted a peek
of the fractals and beams
the cold running streams
and none of it means
a god damn
thing
what did you bring
to the party today?
a warm cup of tea
and a game to play
tell what you did see
in this reality
in this simulation
of procrastination
of waiting to die
of living a lie
with your crusty third eye
your thirsty soul
your fragile frame
smoke a bowl
it will all be the same
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>>19491763
Open your eyes
You won't see anything
New
But you will see
Something new inside you
Play in the forest
Close your eyes and listen
Do you hear anything?
Maybe it's just you
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Goin groin this time
coin loin tender and rare, a pepe. Not un-rare, but
r a r e .
T h e e l d e r r a r e s
To briong forth from the uinspokeng is to make now into not-now. To relive now in the future and past all now, but not-now
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Wtf is this
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