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My Water Source
Stimulated mind pouring through my eyes,
A blank stare of a open mind.
Far from the Sun that unveils surface,
My sanity roams in distant colossal territory..
Collecting behemoth entities of imagination.
I interpret these mystiques into a language,
Unclear and strange, but wonderful the least.
This is my source, I am self harvest,
I have access to places without the need,
To transition by drugs, I am already there.
An exclusive shop with encoded doors.
Yet I lack to be rational, there's no drug for that..
To be rational, to be taken away from a dreamy world. - AtR
A blank stare of a open mind.
Far from the Sun that unveils surface,
My sanity roams in distant colossal territory..
Collecting behemoth entities of imagination.
I interpret these mystiques into a language,
Unclear and strange, but wonderful the least.
This is my source, I am self harvest,
I have access to places without the need,
To transition by drugs, I am already there.
An exclusive shop with encoded doors.
Yet I lack to be rational, there's no drug for that..
To be rational, to be taken away from a dreamy world. - AtR
Published 5th Nov 2014
| Edited 6th Nov 2014
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