here and then they're not
here and then they're not
hold tight to their memory
death walks among us
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public discussion
public discussion
the Mallet will be in play
sometimes there are rules
from the beginning
from the beginning
how will the world seem for you
whose shoes do you fill
memo to myself
memo to myself
don't say everything you think
some is not quite baked
the word for the day
the word for the day
when no drama can touch you
unfuckwithable
wrapped in a cold breeze
wrapped in a cold breeze
turn to face into the west
naked in the sun
the sun just cresting
the sun just cresting
and sets the world afire
a new day begins
to borrow trouble
to borrow trouble
from what might be tomorrow
better to be now
to be where you are
to be where you are
the place you're supposed to be
synchronicity
i certainly won't
i certainly won't
for whatever that may be
well maybe just once