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 when we were young you were with us we all worked out the funkiness for better or forgotten tooth aches of yesteryear hoo hoo hooraa fortune is ours breaths of depth  hyper relaxed states of play forgiveness of every and all allow us to thrive deep sun silent moon bed us according with our own mother earth dirt dirt dirt

weve been there

ferns, men from the country, older and not lend me your hearts.  Look up at the stars twice this week please the sun, still shines.  Oddly These craters seem terrestrial, i mean in the literal mineral form. 

what if i don't fucking want to
articulate the anger you spew upon
indecent patterns of control
let go you dumb fuck and give me a hug

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recently the cosmic cloud of fear that engulfs our living blue sphere has been relentlessly assaulting many of our psyche.


"its heavy... huh?" Ruben whispered to himself.


Hold Strong The Young Love, dipped in terrestrial silence, TRUTH


the spacial specter witch holds our breaths against us in a thin grasping clutch grows old and frail from force feeding negative meditations sick from digesting ones own poison.


now is the time to weigh


now is the time to strike?


now is the time to love?


Can We Begin To Love The Hate Which We Hold So Dear?


"its heavy...huh?" Ruben whispered to himself.

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is there anything left'
between talks of polygamy, work, and passive aggressive tactics
can the peace councils disband?
did the work for peace ever exist?
or just a pretty cute story
vortex from all our heads

PLUMB PLU
PLUMB PLUMB

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1. you keep yours ill keep mine.

1. needing to build health within self

1. none to give

1. sorry