making us laugh in
the jaws of a lion roaring in
ripping up our windy pants
hairs faces tissues even
blowing noses, eventually brains, all the starts in the cosmic
universe glittering around and on and on and on and on in tornatos
ankles obscured soon knees
feeling left behind in gloves burried fingers up to our arms
adrift on a cloud
the jaws of a lion roaring in
ripping up our windy pants
hairs faces tissues even
blowing noses, eventually brains, all the starts in the cosmic
universe glittering around and on and on and on and on in tornatos
ankles obscured soon knees
feeling left behind in gloves burried fingers up to our arms
adrift on a cloud
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