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The river of the seekers of dreams.
| River. The river of the seekers of dreams. How, just what like would it be for me again be able remember my dream? For ever let it keep the name of the tree, that never had ended to grow down in deeps and skyes, oh i' d like from it be permited to fly at least for the moment! Then out to the roots, where the river is flowing, and mushrooms are glowing for me - eternal the research of dreams, oh, how i' d like to dream right now just for a moment! My pain - like the lord or overseer, i' m widow of black shrine down soul jazz, deadly is morning where no one is here. The table and chair, my oldest breeders of friends, the worlds of the words taped - creating this nonsence. And you, much far as it seems. In sink catapulted the monet, i pray the seekerers river of dreams to fullfill my love feelings. And now come fly from the chair to immagination's research of being. Down under me the river is flowin'... | |
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