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    BuddhaMusic

    From case to case
    my eagle flight
    destroyed in the whirlwind

    Torn on the stupidity pillow
    On top a shadow dagger of fear

    Crazy on boiling hot ghost horses
    the colorful door into the fat nothingness chosen


    A linguist at war with his soul
    Worms Night Tangle Jackals Vultures Totem Animals
    bold and carefree then spat out
    at dawn gently
    Kaleidoscope flood of thoughts
    rarely laughed so much


    Then, freezing, you are hit by the bear’s paw
    what is will never be again
    and the desire for truth a grimace
    in whose throat so tender and pure

    You float
    and your hands fuck me healthy
    If only there was a grain
    made from your pride and my honor
    seasoned with ethics and morals
    but we are the new star children
    and your whore freedom
    we don't give a shit.

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