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You came from nowhere
Somewhere out there
Where people still sit under trees
Where wasps are just a bunch of wanna-bees
But you're stuck in this city... big
Where the turtles looking sad in a pet store.
They... you... don't belong here... indeed
You can't do this anymore.
Buy him and give him his freedom back
How much for?
You saved him as if it were your own neck
Is this what are you looking for?
You say:
See! The leaves are turning!
Turning around in eternal inflation
Like infinite universes being created infinitely
You look to sky, like as to find salvation
There's not place in this Earth for you
So, you lose yourself in the sky
I wish I can find this too
This shine reflecting in your eyes
But don't trust the cloud.
Don't put anything up there.
It's so loud...
Only inflated dreams,
And screams being suffocated
It's higher then seems
Hardly released...
Meditation
Interstellar. Looks. Amazing. Old school space vibes
Space trip of creation
You go for miles...
Morbidly off-piste.
Writing...
Will be not a complete play or book
But I'm still trying
Get off my phone please U2!
The great outdoors.
Emptiness is loneliness
And loneliness is cleanliness
And cleanliness is godliness
And god is empty just like us.
This empty is a feeling
Our perception
Of that one life is just a beggining
For one higher purpose without misconception
The apocalypse maybe is coming
Stars will be arrested on the ground
While the moon still be growing
We will can be found
Time to put the crown on.
'cuz the dreamers will be the first to be eaten
Swallowed by the black hole
Without being forgiven
Forgiven for to see stars on the floor,
And to walk in the clouds
For to want more
For to make music with any sound
Forgiven by the loves, musings and sins
And not to be as they should be...
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