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Before my music box unplugs
I would love to sit on thrones
Not to overthrown the King
Nor to question His great realm
But have galaxies on my gaze
With the air coming from my breath…
A friendly storm and iceberg
While my saliva pours down as rains
Demystifying gravity
Picking up things of pretty weights
Not to oppose gravity
But to appreciate and perceive
Up high, I shall understand why
He often spare predators;
But I am on a borrowed life
Ghosts to turn, one day in time.
Don’t tell me we are leaders of tomorrow Whereas we have been compelled to burrow And wallow in the deep of our shameful sorrow I…
There is a place somewhere I rather be Not in the paradise of destructive bees Nor amongst lost souls wiggling in thrills Until my dust…
Now little Hazel don’t you cry Dad’s gonna be there all the time He is your baby sitter, take high five… Guffawing and chuckling, mess…
While the monkey works vigorously Baboons are eating voraciously, There is a growing tribulation, And a misconception in my generation… Ever since Karma kicked the…
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