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Trance the concepts of trance let alone with dance beatmaker halucinogenetic mases circle the fire breathers gasoline oil rack with a famous track clap and dance but don’t prance the glance from the others to all my brothers sisters funny and rejoicing and in the end not funny rabbit habit smoke encompases the arena screams and whistles hyper so high black venom from the eclipsed python ride on and fly get high and rise till late night hear the bas racing through your ornament ears loud lounge sit down take a deep breath and notice what is best take a rest then it hits you and that’s it you feel the rhythm and your legs dead and awake till another day breaks Written tonuhalan/4/4/06/Tue

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Date: 2/12/2016 11:20:00 PM
SEAN, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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