when can I go home
and square those obtuse kids
circling my front yard?
when can I go home
and square those obtuse kids
circling my front yard?
Circling my front yard
A fence of my own design
Flowers bloom therein
Flowers bloom therein;
heretofore you shall let their
growth exceed one inch.
growth exceed one inch
will make gorilla a man
that's how the brain is.
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When asked how World War III would be fought, Einstein replied that he didn't know. But he knew how World War IV would be fought: With sticks and stones.
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that's how the brain is
whimsical reality
depends on you too
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein
depends on you too
love is a bilateral deal
let's strike together
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When asked how World War III would be fought, Einstein replied that he didn't know. But he knew how World War IV would be fought: With sticks and stones.
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let's strike together
whats in here could be the gold
never stop looking
.
...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
never stop looking
whether it is gold or not
aspire for diamonds
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When asked how World War III would be fought, Einstein replied that he didn't know. But he knew how World War IV would be fought: With sticks and stones.
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aspire for diamonds,
i found them in crystallized
dewdrops, one winter...
.
...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
dewdrops, one winter..
rains and floods all through monsoons,
water babies cry
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When asked how World War III would be fought, Einstein replied that he didn't know. But he knew how World War IV would be fought: With sticks and stones.
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water babies cry
the trees blossom up till there's
no leaf but flowers...
.
...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
no leaf but flower's
incandescent colors blind
the dark from we three
the dark from we three
interred in our bodies, cut
through the silhouettes...
.
...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
through the silhouettes
you will rediscover a
whiter point, youself
whiter point, yourself
is a grayed existence of
who you used to be...
.
...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
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