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Stocking in between Sound of empty room with thousand beats Dry skin, fire of within and people I’m going to meet So many days behind, and memory of beloved fingers on my lips Tomorrow endlessly and memory of grabbing your beautiful hips Now getting a little late for a traveler like me on the roof top Flying a kite with seven lantern or dancing old fashion hard pop After all this earthly body stuck on my like God damn glue Such a mystery that I never feel any color like color of blue Sound of guitar stretching like river of conciseness on my mind Moves my body to left and right and pushing me to the love I find So let it be, let it be pain and burning from this endless fire of within Heaven is above, land is cold like money and I’m stocking in between John L Hammer 03/Aug/13 Bangkok
Posted on: Sun, 04 Aug 2013 01:00:29 +0000

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