Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
The Reign Of Clouds
The clouds have scattered,
The slow spin of the world
Pushing them to new territory.
They smudge and drip down
To earth and in my half
Awakened state, I can almost
Touch them, taste them even.
September 1, 2007
Suge
The slow spin of the world
Pushing them to new territory.
They smudge and drip down
To earth and in my half
Awakened state, I can almost
Touch them, taste them even.
September 1, 2007
Suge
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The Reign Of Clouds
The Reign Of Clouds
