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WATER PIPE FILLS THE SOUL
Water pipe fills the soul
with temporary relief
for all them pains
felt each night
Whistling songs heard
on a portable radio
& stepping lightly along
dangerous city streets
& day of reckoning
has come upon us
hear us all the speech
of these divine children
Oh, squalid days of yore—
passages into night vision
in endless dream sequence
we still carry the torch
