So, Crisp Autumn breeze, Mind freeze, Colors falling around me as Trees shed these, morning Dew turns to mist to Walk through as I sift through my Mental morning Fog like a dog with Rabies. Save me, my theme to Negate thee. Flagellate he as I defend we, my feelings too Delicate to Delegate due to my need to Masturbate your Mind, a true Crime that is mine to shine and Frustrate.
As of the end of this post I am currently listening to "Shapeshifter
" by Gong
from the album of the same name "Shapeshifter
" released in 1992.
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