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If radio waves last forever then my membrane is ever under pressure to be clever in my writing endeavorsStudy cosmology, sociology, and psychology whi..
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Persona non grata if medulla oblongata knows nada ofmy Magna Carta's Charta of alchemical horrors©9 months ago, King Author
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Riding a golden diamond island on the fringes of an event horizon theGod of impeccable rhyming and immaculatewriting comes with glad tidings...A galax..
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God has awoken my cosmic cellsOn a course to become my future self..I know this feeling far too well.Heavy is now my crownEnough know how to soar abov..
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I write sonnets nightly,You have taken your giftof writing to lightly,Your so unlike me.In a windowless room with a thousand candles burning,Im at the..
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Every now and thenin a sacred gardenhe spits rhymes oftenin a soundproof coffin .............cause its only God and I when I'm talking......
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Between two pillars in asealed quantum field I reflect on all that is "real".The sage was dazed recounting through radio waves the days on stage he tr..
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A fridaynight
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He wrote it,Rolled it,Smoked it then spoked it,Like moses hes been chosen tosplit oceans and sling slogans fromthe Gods of the poem .......f*ck my doc..
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One's own inquisition hadme stuck rhyming in a prison,Till euphoria completely engulfed melike a prism .The magician technician finallysaw what was mi..
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