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Created on: May 25, 2007
Born:
With a scream and a splash
I feel everything crash,
and you've
shaped yourself anew.
Through the blood of the spheres,
I tripped through the years,
and now I
must re-find you.
My ID, My Ohm,
My Own humming song,
My Lifes, My Love and my Dust,
My neo-Nirvana,
find ya, I'll be right on ya
& bring you to a place you
won't rust...
until you throw me
back in the dust.
Until you throw me
back in the dust.
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