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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
Poems
Mar 2017
tide
with in me and then butter flies.
You never even know
i move out ward like wind chimes sing across feilds in farming states.
I am unified like a thousand black birds moving in a storm.
Feel me, I am waves and vibration.
The wind moving across the earth pushing you.
I am the effort God puts in to life.
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
122/East Of EDEN
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