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You lift from a dazeand realizeyou are in the depths of the night.Slightly startled yet curiousyou mute what is not nature to your ears.All seems so c..
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This is not who I amnor who I preach to be.I talk through a vacuumof a vessel mouth,Letting former thoughtscease to be.Ill walk in my headand talk wit..
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Through the eyes the world is seen;Picturesque mountains painting clouds serene,Watching rivers run so slow;off to valleyswhere the green grass growsI..
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