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 Grandeur Of Melancholy


Dust bowl where
was a green ocean.

Start back at...
run out of time,
keep it going

Deep in the thought
is where you actually
are, just scoop some
essence into your 
next great idea you
have on the run.

This filth
you say
rather interesting,
but actually what
really happens is
get back to reality.

That down
in the dark,
put a light to
what you don't want.
And see as it goes
that web of minds,
that seem glued to
what will return again.

As not much as it
seems like.

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