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Self-shattering Expose!

written 31 Mar 2008 over dinner

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With all the beans I forgot to count
I’m up short in nowhere town
But there’s enough bad times to go around
When the sleeping law was only supposed to lay down

If birds’ll sing and Spring will bring us milder times again,
Then I’ll do my best to make a motion of my current situation.

And all marbles I forgot to lost
Go thick as never ending wants
And I’m of two minds, me and my thoughts
Trouble is I’m not the boss

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