\\ALL MYSTERIES look down upon THESE dreams —
some by ancient mouth and some By words___ i am a
traveler of time: sick by frames of space
and of old songs.

oooooooh! Baby. Crying.
Mamammama oh hell yeah.

I am the ONE you know
of common sense____ who
generations come: upon a
stage of heroes who died.
All miseries full of grace
and i cannot relate — the
God Of Faith but love you

the world sees -\

all i see translates
all i hear are sounds
and within my eyes i see
the One who Waits for Me!

all mysteries of love
and soft bruised flesh
and girl I can relate.
oh oh oh — yea yes,
i am your lover through time.

I see how your eyes were mind
and your legs ran toward the
river — where we died!
oooooooh! Oh we died!
Oh yeah! we died. for love
and help but no one came:
DOWN upon these dreams.

:: 09.13.2021 ::

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