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Born On the Wave of a Tsunami
i was born on the wave of a tsunami. i had fallen through time into space. the shore were i landed was empty. it mirrored the look on my face. so i ventured through valleys, up mountains. passed vilages dead from the wave i came to recognise my suroundings. this is were, when a child i played all the trees have fallen like flowers. all the bees have stung themselves out. mother nature was away for an hour. god and her had just about gone out. all the spirits were in their own heavans. watching as the passages roll bye. here was the time for the getting. viewing the meesages of time. mine is the hand of redemption. yours is the hand to be gave. i tell ya nobodys shown the exemption. of missing the rest in the grave. down in your ditch with your choking. hanging your kids with your ways. yours is the life that is smoking. mine is the drug that you take. the wind has crept behind dark clouds as the moon weeps for the sun the seas have all settled back down retreating to were they came from the world has buckled it's axis now destined to die on it's heels it's people have fallen to madness now the true face of life is revealed
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