Do all the rivers and roads connect, from heaven, to the depths of hell, the matrix goes so deep, it could suck the life right out of me, the night sky is it’s own tree, many of his sons, hands and feet, extensions, are royalty, do you want in, do you have a key, the warriors of Zeus, are also a family, so young, so youthful, but within them, is a perfection, at their will, beckon and call, thunder rumbles, lightning falls, and that yellow brick road, that golden bastard, the greedy architect, so wholesome, so gross, there is the sage, the lady in red, and the crone, there is Morrigan, this lonely, abandoned girl, but alas, perfection still hides, within her, Medusa, her sister Mary, and John, a foundational brick, the elves, the satyrs, who know, love and life, free flowing water, juices, they know to savor, this poetry, is just a record, take from it what you will, but in God’s mind, all of it is waiting, extensions, extensions, it could all connect, allow it to build, or flow freely, a house made of bricks, or a vagabond wandering, explore, explore, wealth hides in many places, experiences, keep it mind, the future exists, cyber-ware and spaceships, on Earth, what’s here, so many demons, and beasts, old sorcerers, eating at KFC, a lot of what’s here, is basically free, just giving away water, while others need it desperately, the hardships of the world, the cold, biting truth, so much good will, is the sky blue, around the corner, shadows hide, so many ghosts, the heavens remember, red string, tangled hair, it will remind you of reality, where you fell, settle, settle, all’s well that ends well…

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