...smile on the three old spirits,
...and dance like a wave of the sea..............................Never forget freedom...


Next

...one of the free sides leads to a narrow hallway...


...to the flight of the bird on the wing...
...shimmer of the sun on the water...
...machines of steel and anger...
...would rip the heart out of the earth...
...greed machines...
...empty Words...
...empty like the eyes of the skull on the dry rock...
...empty as the scars on the earth...

............................................................................nothing unusual...
A bird is about to sing
a word mankind is forbidden to speak
There are no wolves in England anymore
no more furniture, no more mirrors
no more work, in yellow mirrors
.again
.to spend the night in
.won't be even that
.the night
.straight over to the fire
.as future
.another possibility.
no longer the Southside it once was
..we'll never be made to...

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face to face with a knife fighter
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flows in shadow like a secret river
with no access to the sea
for a second,had gone insane
rose, a kiss, and a bird
one early morning, in a dream
on the remote frontier of South
.FREEDOM.the paths were very winding.

.i saw the ghost musicians with my own eyes.

.to rise and remote from usual routine to music..

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.inspiriting to youth, but utterly crushing to age.

.anyone who does NOT, does NOT know.




.F.K.............................thinking of Nothing...
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