Closer to the earth, the three realms, earth and its extensions,

I got a little high yesterday,

Wonder if I can make her come today,

The Buddha should have settled,

I'm sure his wife was beautiful,

And his mom, mother, Maitreya,

Huge boobs, her father must have loved her, raised the girls, to be love-filled, accepting, let me just squeeze in,

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The little rascal's in trouble,

His father has work for him,

Smooth out these edges,

Bleed it out,

Love and shout,

I love brunettes!

And a second thing echoed out, maybe a secret third thing, I’m in between things, I have to pay my debts, should I become a cashier, or a waiter, my deep love for my sister, sweat, blood and tears, maybe sugar, is it sweet, deer or an elf, maybe I came on the shelf,

Anyways, the poet died of embarrassment,

He was always good for a bet,

Demons knocking, please let me in,

Try thrice,

Is it locked,

Grant a wish,

I’ll pay for it,

The stars smile,

You climbed that hill,

This whole time,

You were already there,

Spirits filled your cup,

You simply existed as you are,

Art or a collectible, a puppet on a string,

Architecture, the sun and the moon,

The howling of wolves, and the push and pull of the ocean waves...