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Dripping with ribbons
Suitably festooned
Fashioned in muslin and
spun in wild silk
By vedic weavers and their ilk
Who gazed into the navy blue
To catch the wandering stars
In esoteric charts
With Chandra's moon in tow
And spilled the secret indigo,
Chakra of the third eye
If Sipping soma deifies
then Jyotisa tells us when
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| i will...offend you in the end
and if you dont mind i'd still like to
call you
my girlfriend (x2)
can i just have a moment or two or three to apologize?
it's really not a bad as sounds.
i hardly mean half of the words i say
the ones i meant were well on their way
everyone falls in,
even me,
even you.
im giving up everything i have
the friends that i know and it doesnt even show
how much
i love you (x2)
what a cliche i know you cant really avoid it.
no matter what you say or do, or if you swore it.
a tune like this can start to sound familiar
maybe some sincerity's in order
everyone falls in,
even me,
even you.
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peace whale, you're on my side.
i love you're shape and inky hide
peace whale won't steer me wrong,
remind us that our love is strong.
peace whale, don't fail me now
peace whale, please show me how
peace whale...
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the deft haze is...slipping
and the flames...are kissing...you
rusting like your...memories
caramel, copper, seaweed...green
the breeze is...insisting as you
run your tangled hands through your...hair
under...candy canes that twisted
amid...the cold december air
the city at night, running down the thoroughfare
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