Souls Far Away
6-4-20
How bark the bellow
Tools to touch the passionate
In gets much better down that road
This chin up as sins rain
For the ghosts of our house and adrenaline
Hearing hutch easy to me where the flower blooms like madness
Of Organdy for it kings obliquity nimble
Too soon for the exhortation
On with Otot and review of rebukes
Of another resolution
Of single spruces soaring fun
Announcing wealth in your finger
Trying to wake up for the care
A little to the e-train
For fatigue hour of mind
Searching Muslin souls
Far away.....
Temple Shell Ordinance (I cannot Communicate)
6-4-20
If you think you know the trial
To take our view for tea and lemonade
Yea, to Heim on down to right on with it
where I don't know what to tell you
Trying much to sell you
Through the phantom me
Myself O how hour counting it
With my breakthrough to be union free for Franky
O, how we died to it
O, my God's rest two days
What the polish picnic on June nights
For Simmons one by one
How numb this I stood and wept
In our own madam boulevards
Where lights are of shortness
And I color her jungle naughty and nice
Of our woman bluebird and common marketing
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