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Nothing
01:38
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And on the 7th day
God created nothing
Infinite & infinitely small
Looking & smelling like nothing
Smelling like nothing
Lord, was it arousing,
Perplexing, plus fun –
An engulfing maelstrom
From which Nothing begun
Smelling like nothing
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Crown
02:37
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Evidence suggests
No one has ever seen him cry –
Nor has anyone ever told a joke
So wise as to
Crack him up;
His body is a throne,
His head,
A crown.
Indifference is seated on his brow,
Transferred through his eyes
And reaped by his touch.
His body is a throne,
His head,
A crown.
Evidence suggests
No one has ever seen him cry –
Nor has anyone ever told a joke
So wise as to
Crack him up;
His body is a throne,
His head,
A crown.
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3. |
Visions Fade
03:57
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Visions fade
Thoughts become thoughtless
To the voice inside, I say -
Shallow be thy name
I don’t believe what I see
Don’t see what I believe
To think how I could
Once see my portrait
From a bird’s-eye view
My face drawn in the landscape
My eyes seeing what the
World’s sea sees
My dreams played out
By the leaves
My story reflected in the
Sun’s beams …
My dreams played out
By the leaves
My story reflected in the
Sun’s beams …
To think how I could
Once see my portrait
From a bird’s-eye view
My face drawn in the landscape
My eyes seeing what the
World’s sea sees
My dreams played out
By the leaves
My story reflected in the
Sun’s beams …
My dreams played out
By the leaves
My story reflected in the
Sun’s beams …
It simply stopped
It simply stopped
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Sybil Macedonia
The Black spat out four wraiths; Shivering and wet, they sing humanity its folly.
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