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Sliding The Helta Skelta
Around the world
I bend my mind
stratospheric , swirls ,
with different times
and monies worth
my mind a kite
it flies from earth
with satellite sight .
Atomic particles
all closed in together ,
people , life , chronicled
sliding the Helta Skelta ,
number six of carbon
from wooden sticks to Ion ,
elemental base
through
to a human face
is the same as the ground
we stand on .
We live
we die
we don't know why
life a gift
the end is nigh ,
we all drift
through space so high
I wonder what it is
and why we fight .
I bend my mind
stratospheric , swirls ,
with different times
and monies worth
my mind a kite
it flies from earth
with satellite sight .
Atomic particles
all closed in together ,
people , life , chronicled
sliding the Helta Skelta ,
number six of carbon
from wooden sticks to Ion ,
elemental base
through
to a human face
is the same as the ground
we stand on .
We live
we die
we don't know why
life a gift
the end is nigh ,
we all drift
through space so high
I wonder what it is
and why we fight .
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