In this darkness, I'm thinking about a bright lamb
to come and graze the grass of my fatigue
When the Rancher came, a twilight of religions
Was in the Midst of knobs of his shirt, in our visions
He weaved a window of mind from the Hay of old signs
But he could led no arm toward muscles of paradise
We were drunk in the moments of awakening
Our mind was like mutton, we were just ruminating
Our leader was a rancher…
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There is no room for denial.
The Empire of Japan is on its last breath.
As I've said I don't have a time frame.
I'm visual when I see, I don't hear voices talking.
I see small movies.
I saw two days before the great quake at Sendai Japan Japan breaking into pieces and sink into the abyss.
So what I've…Continue
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