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By juan d'fule Date: 2005 Jan 11 Comment on this Work [[2005.01.11.07.31.25908]] |
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Its the night its been all honesty I listen to the music that is all yours alone but the breath that is yours denies my soul A butterfly's flight like a ray of sun Somehow you deny the breadth of your existence From your youth till the depth of your decline Chandlered like the inclusion of sonic sun Mother natures exclamation of a sunlit cum Rest assured I can breathe your evry wrd But it tingles as a fractured iditerod Snow towed tumblered rabbled runction function Funcked and tumbled till the rumbunction is done And we struggle through evervescent vandal rouseabouts Huge direlect dialectic diptec donors deuterects I don't know do you? Who's shoe fits who's shoe do you Understand the form that fits the h'rooo I will wait alone there for u'uu |