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Menthols
04:11
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Promesas de papel
De-formulated phase
Syncopated path
A navigating blend
All I remember are las mentes that may need your support.
Cities fall apart
Reorganizing crowds
Totalitarian mist
Distorting all the feels (fields)
But all I remember are las mentes that may need your support
And all I remember is gone….
Wake up Rama.
Wake up ramen.
Wake…
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2. |
Post Dim Null Space
05:40
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Pabeecoo
Cryptic Talker
Drift Away
On my head
Pondering
What’s on tomorrow
On the streams
Digitized
Tears dried outside
as we lay
on the grass
and I’d love to see you tomorrow
to blend our brains
till we wake
Somehow
on my silent darkness
so high
all night long
as we meld
to the waves of our solitude daze
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3. |
Ever To
03:09
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Window breaks
It's fallen apart
Twice
In a pool of anthropology
Blight
Eating all my plants
Why?
Am I ever to implode?
Ever to
System crash
Illusory, not remarkable.
My spring and autumn haiku.
Coin
Becoming unreliable
Then, is it ever to implode?
Ever to
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4. |
Stimulation
05:13
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The great outdoors
Thru rows of spirit glass
By liquid conjugation
To leave the social life
All truths are halves
When silver turns to gold
Dissolving population
Been streaming off our minds
All cause effect and no rest
The end of one begins another
Then I saw you
In my dreams
How stimulating
Circles
Radio sick
Cryptic and wise, tech
The crisp and occult
The mystic desire
Please soak me into your bed
I’m choosing never(whether) to ignore it
The thinking always melds it over
I'm dreaming cause effect and no rest
a very simulated concept
Me enamoré y por tí decidí ver en sueños...
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5. |
Dunes and Absolute
03:33
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Into the dunes of absolute.
I do.
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6. |
Mother Maiden Crone
03:54
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I'm excited by the river
Eroding of the rocks
Simmering down
By the process of intuition
Mother, Maiden and Crone
Give us sight to see past all illusion
Our existence is not meant to please false prophets
Give nutrition to transmit our inner wisdom
Transmutation of the mind
And awaken fellow spirits tricked to slumber
For we are powerful and capable, unchained
Attuned to magnetism
Perpetual resonator
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7. |
Circles Real Circles
04:23
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8. |
Midnight Bolero
04:50
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Mirror cycles
Axioms by the riverbank
Among your mushroom art
The reflective lens
But the window stands
Wide open till you arrive
And I wish we had aligned
Anywhere...
Irrigated by the wisdom
I know for sure, but are you real real sure
Hands were tied to loving further
I know for sure, but are you real sure
We perceived the magic window
I know for sure, but are you real sure
But then I'm left sad by the bench
In our drawings, we'll live forever.
Window bliss
I may go to sleep
Morning breakfast by ourselves.
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9. |
Dawn (Aurora)
03:24
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We are in the process
Melding even deeper
Robot mind
Attaching to my heart
Reducing my attention
Maybe overseeing sentient blobs
Are floating
Losing focus
Maybe overseeing sentient blobs
Through your wireless signal
Maybe I’m regretting getting old
The vessels getting tired
Maybe not regretting being young
Through your wireless signal
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