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one track mind
thinking all the time
careful not to slip a disc
careful not to slit my wrist
keep my spine straight
aligned, in tune with
the going on and happenings
still taking advice
from that still small voice
there is nothing to life
but a choice to choose
do you, in the meantime
coz, in the end time
there's nothing left to do
except but die
fact is we are all infinite
we are all Heaven sent
we are all meant
filled with purpose, appointed
anointed earthlings
tap the tree of knowledge
getting hazed is what we
do in college and some
other stuff we won't mention
it goes down in the kitchen
heat flows from the oven
grandmas baking a pan of lovin
when I was a tot, I heard 3 shots
blood ran all over my socks
had to change into another pair
couldn't walk up the stairs
wall to wall white carpet
everywhere underneath my feet
can't shake the thought
a 60 watt light bulb in a lamp
I can't watch, change the station
