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The hurricane blowing in my eye
unravels the bandaged sky,out of
my body i rise,doped earth\'s dream
arrives in a different guise to transport
me through the reveries of the foolish
and wise;My body is burning in someone\'s
dream,the dreamer is drowning in a stream.
a stolen nightmare threaded through
my carcanet.My chariot is swaying
in a distant chimera music is playing.This
fantasists heart will break his dream i take
and thread it through my carcanet.My ferry
is bleeding,a man on a cross is pleading,Mother
earth is sweating,my journey is ending,i thread
my last treasure through my Caracanet

whoever you are come forth these are the days that must happen to you.

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