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Electric Sundays
please don't turn my days
into endless sun shine and green
fields reaching as far as the eyes can see.
Most of the time you
don't mean it.
Just trying to look poetic before
a group of the worst dictators of
any poetic form.
I know the sky is blue and the
sun is warm and the ocean roars.
2007: not to be negative but
this is the year I first heard your
bull---- lets leave it there.
Tell me about the lord un-cut
and down to the point.
Give me a super natural experience.
Not a super power human being
looking to exploit the purpose
of the words written to reprove.
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