September 21, 2005




  • words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup
    they slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe
    pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind
    possessing and caressing me
    jai guru de va om
    nothing's gonna change my world

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