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twisted
blue sky tunes
mind in clouds over the hill
that stage played well
though mine was lost
back under roof
the same sterio plays the same music
i remember who took me over in better days
in hand presence
compare to pain in preservation
and joy of feeling in knives
she casts joy over pain
and death in aftermath, when i sort it out and grow apart
i am happy, and for that im cautious
mind in clouds over the hill
that stage played well
though mine was lost
back under roof
the same sterio plays the same music
i remember who took me over in better days
in hand presence
compare to pain in preservation
and joy of feeling in knives
she casts joy over pain
and death in aftermath, when i sort it out and grow apart
i am happy, and for that im cautious
Published 28th Jul 2010
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