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the trip/the beaten path and words of spirits

cast me away further i am held in my personal exile I've lost a war with myself Throw me away deeper kill the innocence that i've never known I don't care,I don't care because it's always dark the clouds have in past time given advice to me...telling me of the days of truth the days when man was human the rainbow colored mountains greet me in bleak manner exchanging the smiles i once had with their frowns tell me what you think tell me what you speak of have I told you of the Time when those white robed and of spirit wisdom, spoke through their shadowed mouths and passed towards me word of wise? the beings said to me...let a drop of your blood flow into the ancient stream through this transaction light will be placed into your mind, a fire within your eyes, and in passing moments for eternity...everything will be seen exactly as it is no more plight pure nirvana exceptional euphoria

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