May 13, 2010
It’s floruit 1984 now, we’re all building the Babylon machine. Words are bent and molded and channeled through crystal black screen. If you can connect the dots you’d better get some Prozac But don’t smoke herbal remedy, ’cause it’s not yet taxed. No one cares, they’re mentally squandering their wealth, while agriculture is being genetically [...]
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May 13, 2010
The ocean takes my breath away, Mountains mesmerize me, I can spend all day in a meadow, Or in the shade of trees. But there’s one place I’d rather be Where I could lie until I die, It’s where I long for, when I feel, I need some time to let my tears dry. This [...]
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