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Time broke pipes down into sound
road loads of lines
to catch timing of spokes
you wrote it off
broke the wheel and told rhymes
joked around and watched
floating daggers take a higher ground
look out son you sound old at only twenty one.
given not better
to give is to live
unseen unless,
useless out with out
so give go ahead
try mind
try mind out
mind far out
fart brain no help
find out
out of time
doubt no help
slow mind
no mind becoming
your route in time
is limited
no doubt about it
no doubt
far out mind
circles
circles mind
no doubt
out far the mind
circles mind
to mend, to mind,
mine knows,
nothing mine
here
who goes?
Hear!
Who tows mind?
Line tower.
You know not your own mind. |
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