

She WalksShe walks in a world of make believe And because it's all pretend she knows That anything is possible and all of it is probable Nothing's set in stone and nothing particular matters But wavesShe Walks


Whirling PiecesDoesn't really matter much If i live or die Oblivion can push my swing Until i reach the sky Confusion rains my atoms In a million whirling pieces I'm wishing i were 90 And my life a finished thesisWhirling Pieces


A ParadoxA paradox Pandora's box What will you find Beyond her locks? A one-point maze A simple koan Infinity In flesh and boneA Paradox


Change of PerspectiveSilent North ash-white bone a statue still cracked in permanence of misplaced youth in stone composedChange of Perspective
Came colored South alit, alive she beckons rich with gales of mirth songs of freedom justice for the meek my Black Madonna open arms
Now upside down around and round topsy, turvy straight then curvy within a desert can a mirage an oasis become?
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\m/(O_o)\m/ if you lose me, you lose a good thing
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Today i offer up myself to this, I'm living for my dying wish, I give it all...now there's a reason, there's a reason, to give it all.
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