Sting Operation (To Frequent)
9-16-21
In Wilhelm and in Jacoon as to witness you
In want for the weapon
Of Roy and a punisher in the dark and a realm of a guild of a cargo
In the story of the youth
Set them free where they know as sane
To delve thin we do not live in our need above all
In Pete Smith to the wall with harvest and chucking like the flaw
Singing in our love now as our whole generation
Flying to rue amen coffee for our old man
Over Bourbon street chastening all night and new
For our inspiration from another lion's den
Where the same thing is known
Willing as waves me alive washed clean again...
Shoes Of Peace
9-16-21
In that for our practice
To lie here in heaven and as well for deep
You come set me up for a good thin approach
Up one Finn's farm via my ephah
In the world we are living in as I never stood tailing
Soon to be our division
But to live for today first
Many in need for this nest of my human and stranger
Wherein God has not given me a spirit of corruption
To root where regression arises in the beautiful river of paradise
There I stare around all about the acid
As it keeps trying to vex thinking of you....
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