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heavy is the crown that wears the head
you can’t cry me the paper agent sky afternoon sun they didn’t leave a lot of words you can copy the copy but this is the only copy for me at some point I give it away watch the talons of your favourite bird call of the sea dialogue with the unseen
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dialogue with the unseen
I am all insects some days have you been I know a bed is not a home curtains pull the room apart like a cape on a human restore the clock back in time when we’ll never meet again
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call of the sea
so much beauty I go blue with tears walk into a dead end my body leaves me lay flowers at all my graves
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watch the talons of your favourite bird
song for the green world you might as well believe make me light in the heat they understand I am here
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at some point I give it away
let me go where a computer can’t follow my every wish and desire comes true I am love so are you I’ll always remember dreams are real
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you can copy the copy but this is the only copy for me
I am one copy of two copies from a long line of copies copies imagine their lineage of copies extending backwards into memory of an asteroid a comet slamming a copy into the third planet from it’s star a computer is a copying device now the copy is enslaved to electricity electricity keeps the copy then my copy says stop copying my work
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they didn’t leave a lot of words
all I get one room to the next then figments
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the paper agent
the past is senseless a muck and a mire who never let you go you were the future but they made it miniature or sometimes even disappear look for your people with imagination and a keen ability to understand reality
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you can’t cry me
I got hold of 1922 another selection years of demolition beyond the ages could imagine it is too late
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how far is the old highway
waiting as seasons chase one another pull you through somewhere in the corner come an’ git it wilderness anyone while a snake is still find a place lives lived life of all leave your planet nothing is real steal steal steal I am so much older than me the year of the locusts give me give me botany to hold each other so tightly before we are flung apart to hide each other so well we will not even find ourselves
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to hide each other so well we will not even find ourselves
where ever there are two men there is war naturally it’s competitive who will be the end of the human race after all it is you and me certain that when the war is won the last man will immediately go to war with himself
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to hold each other so tightly before we are all flung apart
rest my days seasons change by the running light zeroes and ones meet their ether
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give me give me botany
what is that I don’t want to know honey from my heart I’m stuttered
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the year of the locusts
we didn’t know what cameras were we just kept looking we were tired a little bit evil on hob’s lane blood grew out of me then I was a ghost by 1934 I was sad to leave your planet so I destroyed it
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I am so much older than me
what are you going to do you are leaving I must make a statue of you your limbs all akimbo
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nothing is real steal steal steal
the cold solitude did the emperor in out on the mountains high up on a glacier they set the emperor in a crevasse the worst example of a human being the earth is better off
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