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Rough Medley:  A Page from the White Fox Vale   (SEMI-FILLER/LONG)

“Guidelines”

before we go all ways at once
keep the trance together
scratching guidelines in the ground

the land of bears kept us in our holes
cats watched the moon, dog machines we used
fighting crows made us whisper and forget
raccoon gurgle is gonna' getcha soon!

the ground squirrels will blow your mind
alone and naked, mosquitoes
this is a mosquito story

if you can slide through rock
climb the air, so can they
their sound is movement

limp corpses stretched flat on our palms
no one speaks the same language out here

time doesn't happen, space never changes
a million of his minions with wings and arms
can't catch and get at the Spirit

the wind still blows, not allowed to move

no place to go, words fall apart
too much to do, will you survive?
is it time to sleep, can you digest?

will you remember, what shall you recall?
words only brought us here, it doesn't matter

nothing is real, the Other Side
this shape is weird, no control
life is Deathless, just wait

no one thought of birth, nothing you can hide
it all begins, it all ends, we know it goes deeper

you'll see, not when you want to
no one else there, you won't even know
no effort, escape, oblivion.

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Truth got us thinking
Soul kept us in
Mind we serve
Love metaphor of creation
Life without death
Spirit above all

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“Clouds”

i'm inside a ghost
cold lost cankerous cave
we've lost all colour, lost all shade
if you end, when will you?

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Poet of darkness, angel of the night,
Small eyes too suddenly, were lost in the light.
At the golden throne, no dark shadows fell,
Behind no face, I left my skins to hell...

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“Transcending”

colours lost words
sounds did not connect
warmth wasn't there
lost thought in comfort
pain ended in Eternity

the world meant madness
we are warriors
shed clothes of habit

characters are destroyed
insanity could be the reason for everything

it's time to return
it's time to be sullen

remember birth
it goes the other way
Life cannot end

hallucinations will arrive shortly
be ready for the change.

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roots of truth
burrowed in your mind
I saw the spirit in your face
the soul deep below

life is all you'll ever find
with love no burden, the light flow...

Written by jIMNUT_rOARIN
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