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NOW
It was so quiet when she spoke from within
Bottle tops rained down from the sky
I let them sing like frogs
Don`t wait for disaster
Head it off at the pass
This fear of battles is an ancient card in the deck
Now it`s on the table
My heart is the soil
She scrubbed the floor
Her beauty animating the sorrow
The whole disaster had an orgasm
I was in the middle of it
I offered it to the universe
I had no plans for demolition but rebuilding began
I had no music composed for the ceremony
but anthems emerged from underground speakers
A voice spoke out with luxury and rhyme
I creep beneath my satisfaction and write home
Collecting all my arrows
Zen tradition is carried on my back
From the steps of celestial tunings I wear the sigils
The clothing shapes my body and plants seeds for the future
When did heaven come to earth?
No one was looking but everyone answers
Now!
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