Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

In this life, or another

My hand,
Held by your shaky one.

Haven't our
Eyes
Met
Somewhere before?

Across the longhouse?

I've seen those
Kind of eyes,
Somewhere,

In this life or another.

In this life or another,
We rubbed
Off
On each other.

My life's been
Dented
By yours.

May 16, 2005
Suge


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