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Weird Thoughts
Weird thoughts churn
in this idle mind
Devil is at play and the
brim-stones grind
The outcome is not something
easy to describe
To write it down we will need
the hell's scribe
Somehow I manage to
write it down
And call it the poetry
of my own
in this idle mind
Devil is at play and the
brim-stones grind
The outcome is not something
easy to describe
To write it down we will need
the hell's scribe
Somehow I manage to
write it down
And call it the poetry
of my own
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Weird Thoughts
Weird Thoughts
