Only because the amount
of Traffic they get
each night is slow
Only because the amount
of Traffic they get
each night is slow
2 Voice and I made a little pocket
and I don’t know what to say
There is like a wormhole,
or is it my wormhole?
It’s a wiggle worm
The Art Brothers
are my Guardian Brothers
The secret to solving honestly
Like it’s not an art,
it’s a Nation
in my sleep
Don’t we look
like we carry secrets
of dimensions
and its Keep
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I just want
to go on the
dark side
and
explore
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I speed all the time, Speeds of Homer
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Cruise control
Comfortable in my home
Metaphorically and more
Physically I aboard
a mental stimuli plane
of high, not dry
Soaking wet as the
taste of the water
hallucinates the
dreamer’s rest
Following the
patterns in
motions
crest
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waltz beside me in the time wheel, space
of gravity loads in me to higher speeds
launching this new found discovery
paving channels of emergency
brand new classic antiquity
holding this partial
immersed in me
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I know I think as much as my
inner light blinks, outlaws of freedom rings
Entertaining juicy is from part of my trip
The destination determination hits
You’re going to travel further than
you saved your pennies before
Echoes burnt orbs of lore
I will be taken on the
sweetest journey of my life
The journey of a destination writes
Do you know how dangerous that trip is?
But everyone’s expected to make
some dangerous discoveries
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