King In the Sky
God what is god I know what it is I have seen it he is the door of the canorous singing void.
For he is a great big gaping black hole with sounds of whale calls coming from the heart stopping staring abyss. This beautiful orb leaves a wave to aurify space and time. Out of the black oil pool of shadows a murmuration of charming UFO angels whistling as they soar like a gray bee through the colorful universe. Last thing coming was a ball of gleaming light going into its cocoon of dirt grass and skin to become the gray messiah with a crown of stars soon a legend it shall be.
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