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thoughts from the chaos
The light is drivin'. to the edge of time,
speed of light livin', no more of road sign.
The modern mimic, no thought to the wise,
a deranged cynic, and lord of the flies.
People see themselves, like their on t.v.
they act like some elves, living in D.C.
But anyone can see, they are like a dream,
if you can believe, your in a mind meme.
Listen to the mad man, he will set you right,
with a raised up hand, ready for a fight.
Only time will tell, what tomorrow brings,
when we hear the bell, or the lady sings.
Copyright ©
Meru Groen
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