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Strange Planes and Spheres

Feeling all sad My mood ring made of silver Just turned blue, The ocean is only blue when the sky is too, So i guess I'm see through, To see the truth in everything You gotta see through! Transcending from the lowest level To the highest peak, Waters rising and cities sinking: Albert warned me about the strange weather, But I'm thrilled, happy and excited! Contemplating how I'll catch pikes for supper... Yeah I'm a fish eater! No cats-sss, just meows-sss You gotta watch your back at night! Descending thingy's... Telling fairy tales-about large cities And gigantic moons, animals posing as humans- and humans pretending to be aliens, while the dead disguising as gods and demons, The rumor's from the astral dimension, Kidnapped souls and lame creatures To zombie's and vampires: Sucking juice from, the fine wines of the living, Altered course be an altered dimension, "Daughters as boys; Boys as girls; cousins be stranger's" Nothing but labelled-segregated countries And acting presidents, Followed by soulless beings Resulting in broken truths Piercing words and slit throats' No doctors: so no stitches Just men without PhD's; Black suits and high appeals... No hidden hands; Fake smiles and winks Tight grips and stares: Just visible hands applauding, At the end of the great act.

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