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the hatted monkey
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my hands are shaking
in this candlelight of me__
fearful of quakes, those that have
not yet shaken.
my heart is dying___
i'm sharing no love
it seems everywhere i turn...
everyway i stand...
i'm alone in this world__..
except the angels
they keep me... they know me...
they accept me... they correct me...
connect me...
a phase of light reflects
partial from the whole collection
and viewed in its own.
in this candlelight of me__
fearful of quakes, those that have
not yet shaken.
my heart is dying___
i'm sharing no love
it seems everywhere i turn...
everyway i stand...
i'm alone in this world__..
except the angels
they keep me... they know me...
they accept me... they correct me...
connect me...
a phase of light reflects
partial from the whole collection
and viewed in its own.
+he ha++ed monkey
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art can be a bit much of a struggle but in life
when you born a lefty you born a lefty
i should go read that again to see if you a lefty
thats a half a righty though
didnt notice at first
"you go be good" loveandrew-wood