That green you hardly recall
That hangs beneath innocent shoots
Leaves whispering in the breeze
Lies and politics, spinning like tops
Open up your mind and fall off
Saturated down the gangway
And into the dorsal bellies below
In a greyscale world, we're already lost
Floating off with the Titanic into the black
Terrified of whites slicing in the grey
Counselling is a Lie
Counselling is a lie You cannot hold space. Space is breathed Moved in Inhabited Moved within Space is sized Larger, smaller Sometimes too ...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Final Thoughts From an AGM You want to mess with me? I can take you down a notch Spill the beans I’ll spill your blood Tooth for tooth, splo...
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Standing on a Hillside Sometimes you look back on where you have been Past the cloud-fluffy daffodils bobbing and green Through the deep dar...
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