oatmello - soma lyrics
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poetry’s rooted deep in her streams
fit for a yearly tuning, slow and
hit right all glooming
pink scented sweet socrates, until
release
so on comatose, existential peace
the feeling is weaning to flaw in time for weeding
spring, singing, so in love, to winner dysfunction
when life gets cold to touch but some get rough
mother earth may be a massive kiss
welcoming death with a kiss
slowly, quickly
unannounced sentence schemes
control is for the wicked
so it’s best that the weight that you withtake
floating, floating, flowing
oceans, motions mimic the river’s mind, the salty divide
the tides yearning for constant [?] in the earth’s turning
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