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My Satellite
...
My elevated mood
And my low mood
What does it prove?
Setting up a screening...
Setting up a screening of what is coming...
What is coming in from... my satellite...
When my five senses along with my mind...
Remain still and my intellect is not alive...
My elevated mood
And my low mood
What does it prove?
A phone booth on a bridge
In the middle of a bridge
Ringing... Ringing... It must be the CIA
... ...
My elevated mood
And my low mood
What does it prove?
Setting up a screening...
Setting up a screening of what is coming...
What is coming in from... my satellite...
When my five senses along with my mind...
Remain still and my intellect is not alive...
My elevated mood
And my low mood
What does it prove?
A phone booth on a bridge
In the middle of a bridge
Ringing... Ringing... It must be the CIA
... ...
Published 12th Nov 2019
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12th Nov 2019 5:34pm
I could definitely hear this to music, and the image of a phone booth in the middle of a bridge is priceless! This is an example of how repetition actually works.
12th Nov 2019 5:37pm
12th Nov 2019 5:47pm
