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Running free the people Aboard our hilltop recess The drumming rhythmic beating Their idle bottles glistening Narrowly feet gathering A ship to my devising She stood above me careless The wind the goddess moonlight She shrieks a borrowed sorrow The sun reclaims the valley In printemporary song The birds above the arches Glass of a moody war waltz Five fingers left to tell you Green talk and tickle my back Aboard our hilltop recess The goddess moonlight leading The drumming rhythmic beating The glass of war waltz speaking A ship of my devising The nerves of my shy leftside Dull and powerlessly Shake off this slow regression Under her feet below me And tumble through profession Of all the things inside me Could open up the green path If power rained at our feet The shadow of my family Cracked lens I learned as living She stood above me naked The goddess moonlight glistening The ship to love about me Traveling through the chimney And here we gathered once more To call the horns and woodwinds To strength we haven’t lost yet The pike division gymnast Reaching final paradox Now brand us to the program Vice of their brave adulthood Honor besets the pleasure Of living one last moment Free of the guilty stenches She tries to break the picture Restore the peace before her Running free the people Aboard our hilltop recess Existing in convergence And on a dream-built planar The pieces shard and whistle Blank speech and crooked eyelids The shades fill out the silence The static of existing Running free the people Aboard our hilltop recess The drumming rhythmic beating Tramples the unsucceeding She stands above me breathing

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experimental