This is a clarion call You saw the dirty fall There is none in your net, no ball So why can’t we form a happy wall? This is a clarion call Let’s meet in the hall And walk hand in hand to the mall No need to be blinded by a blindy pall […]
Seclusion in abundance An unhappy witch’s handicraft, perhaps Collusion of voices of annoyance Amidst vocals painting great ambience Still secluded, a bad spirit’s doing perhaps. Blow me cold, blow me hot Blow me right, blow me left, perhaps A good embrace awaits somewhere Somewhere these eyes see not To pull me to safety with a […]
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