Cope With Another
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Today, this night my fetus mocks the Mercy
whose near his corner, the rabbi of Noon..
And wake in dyed yellow sheets, martyr in cannabis womb.
Cried the child to his father whose
a many of smart fools..
Varna from his ebb voice, now dowesd in wonder,
daddy spoke words steeper than before
as he said "Son, it's neath a boneman's dew"
oh I've been gut, phased to martyr
whose begging for few.
Neath his breath, there above my scrub
as it floats steadly in melodic pose
Wisps of Dharma poked Tragedy once more
Youth's in bliss, I'am seducing the ground,
my ample for growth.
whose near his corner, the rabbi of Noon..
And wake in dyed yellow sheets, martyr in cannabis womb.
Cried the child to his father whose
a many of smart fools..
Varna from his ebb voice, now dowesd in wonder,
daddy spoke words steeper than before
as he said "Son, it's neath a boneman's dew"
oh I've been gut, phased to martyr
whose begging for few.
Neath his breath, there above my scrub
as it floats steadly in melodic pose
Wisps of Dharma poked Tragedy once more
Youth's in bliss, I'am seducing the ground,
my ample for growth.
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