Immeasurably
1-15-20
Lame Jair and Ardon
The night is far spent for the flight across the sunset
As thy work is all out and love is what it's all about
Yea, today divine appointments are made for Koolaide and iced tea
And sugar tart fade by the scene of the evening star in O'Keefe
For a snail sharing the earth's crust as to extend ones journal for love and affection
In all you have to say
This is the very reason why we are under the pressure
Of seven thousand pardons
Seeing the series for symbol gollosaries
Hey me, I have you
And I know that this is the case.....
Hey Me
1-15-20
Hey me, I have you
and a million weeds for psychology for modern man
And more sustenance on its way numerous and compelling
All for concentric circles and mandalas by states of being
I need all the support I can get in dynamic visual wonder at what is strange
Yea, it works for me today
On my animal farm where all sentient beings are equal
O, consult the nanometer soon to post it
But not to boast it....
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