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The Echoed Words Of Honey Nestled Upon Ginseng
I did not chisel the ten commandments in stones
My truth have always stood for me alone
Centering myself, inhaling, when the soul requires cleansing, allowing Mother Nature to hear my incantations as I universal atone
To the question, asked of me at best
No, this hemisphere has not made me melt
You will know how many lives your soul has stored
New blood, timeworn ambiance unto another reality will be poured
Fear no more, a thousand deaths the soul has resided fourscore
Oh, itβs time for my mind to regroup in this dominion
Looking over the peaks of those mountaintops does tend to drain the psyche cortex if I never mentioned
The refreshing thirst of that Green.. when softy infused with Tea.. it feels like Arizona heat
My truth have always stood for me alone
Centering myself, inhaling, when the soul requires cleansing, allowing Mother Nature to hear my incantations as I universal atone
To the question, asked of me at best
No, this hemisphere has not made me melt
You will know how many lives your soul has stored
New blood, timeworn ambiance unto another reality will be poured
Fear no more, a thousand deaths the soul has resided fourscore
Oh, itβs time for my mind to regroup in this dominion
Looking over the peaks of those mountaintops does tend to drain the psyche cortex if I never mentioned
The refreshing thirst of that Green.. when softy infused with Tea.. it feels like Arizona heat
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