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The Move
The Move
Xylene, Toluene, trichloroethylene,
The smell,
Prior paint peeled away and fell.
All off-white, only ever warmer; morning sunlight in the east windows
1887, a ship-builder discussed between three widows,
That line there, fixed up by The Man, too
Them floorboards wouldn’t look as good as The Man could do.
Where did he go? One asked inside of the plain room,
...Sunday 22nd January 2023 1:50 pm
ANOTHER DAY GOES BY
Distinguish the fires from last night bring justice to the light
Fighting through the social misery just to make it to the right side of history
Another day goes by and I am still here still alive
Turn up Marvin and sing along here the words still strong
Fighting in the streets a brother on his knees for justice and peace
All the while the leaders continue their deceit lac...
Saturday 25th July 2020 4:46 am
Breathe.
From 2,000 and now
Until 2,000 and when ever...
I'mma keep it pressin',
Cherishin'
My endeavor...
New World Order
Wanna bring it all together.
H.A.A.R.P Technology
Controllin' the weather...
Yeeeah, it's a conspiracy
From Lincoln to Kennedy.
And it's gon' be plenty more,
From here until infinity...
Evidently;
Every 3 hundred and sixty centuries
Humankind is aligned
With the ori...
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