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a welcoming hello
The world twisting, turning my eyes, colors bent into a bright light.
Your words where sticky tasted like honey and I hope that mine stuck like glue.
I'm back in my body no more twisting around star twelve,
left the forest of my third eye,
Forgot how heavy my feet could be.
The levy opened this must be what we call breathing.
This thing we do got me seeing with my hands and feeling with my face.
The planet cracked, suns burnt out, found ground by the thirteenth star,
I may be a bull at times but you got horns of your own.
So lets dance in the fire feel the beat of every ray till it descends behind the spinning sphere.
This is a fully automatic way of moving, never questioning our speech.
Teaching are selves to be free, I kinda like being a little twisted up.
I waged a war with my own face once not so long ago,
screaming sideways, always at the mirror, product of fear or..
feelings of being fully fu-!
I will never seem fully there but I'm always near,
some times you will have to repeat,
I shall repeat I killed my mind or severely harmed it you know how it goes.
