One can hide their eyes behind sunglasses
They can disguise their voice even.
Perhaps change the way they walk

You cannot hide your true form when you write.

It's your Soul's fingerprint.

I never pretend to be someone else.  For if I did,
I would never be able to write again.

Something to think on.


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Great gale blowing and I am wishing to meet the sea
Dreams of crimson and sapphire blue.

I heard an alarm
It was alarming
Fire in the belly
A melting of the brain

I need to catch the raft that is drifting

She...her...and me.

Speaking of going home.


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Do you like how the Cajun play?
She asked me, red hair hair flowing
I shook mine, I'd never paid attention
Upon her drums she played a beat now slowing

Green herb burning, yet I don't partake
Crimson liquid flowing, and I am finally not fake

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