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Basket of Nightmares

In a dream open of basket of nightmares My head disjoint from my body Pie in taste thought is still great Seeking my rest of half chasing black cat Let me put my anger seeking revenge Wear to gather all madness in cone hat If I’ve ever sail in wind in soul of my children How I dance in big floor blowing one each day

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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