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steebee weebee aka quangou - ekatsim كلمات الأغنية

august 25th i was born on this date. and still i think about the air i breathe in this place. did i choose to reincarnate? put that on your plate. or make a mistake-until my spirit wakes. don’t manipulate my fate- break from your sh-ll. an archon spell- had sent me to this h-ll. but i could pick up pieces of this puzzle just as well. in this holographic cell- waiting to rebel. in this binary code of roads-wake from this dream. reload the high vibration-information in the scheme. mistake can turn to purpose in the furnace through the steam. when you lose your sense of team-thinking your alone. we can reconnect to source like et phoning home. through this smooth wind poem-knowing that the clones. will try to replicate the likes of people that are known. man my soul’s not owned in this crazy astrodome…

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march 6th i was born on this date. the earth mother opened up her gate. day in day out-i face the pain. no more expectations-no more gain. if raising the dead is what it takes. you tell my tales of dragon’s slayed. i walk through words set for my page. even the blues have turned to grays. with nothing to lose, i give it a chase. running squares inside this maze. fire-and violently dying. dead or alive-i shine like the brightest. time laid all up on the line. catch of the day-superbly divine. beautifully ripe-caught in it’s prime. a perfect design-harvesting mine. happiness is in the purity of the heart. in matters of the simplest measures. it don’t take much but love-and matters of the simplest pleasures…

you are no mistake with every move that you make. the ebens with their pear-shaped heads they learned to make. a special kind of life form-an ice storm gate-opened up just to create the humans that we are today. if you cannot take the truth-i ask you to awake-and face aquarium of fish flakes-swimming to escape. exit this claymation-exclamation points down. to the portal that’s immortal-dropping like these coins drown. the dot is where we venture to…time to join now..elevate your mind waves-find your way down to the bliss….or seize to exist..when we roamed to the surface of the spot we call earth. our eyes adjusted slowly watching like a bird perched. not knowing language-finding for a word searched. telepathy had vanished time to be in “clock work.” linear-not infinite-we know the loss hurt. forced to be less fortunate just like that 1 clerk. excerpt from the bigger picture felt with such ache. dig in deep to self-and find our purpose one day….ekatsim…..

- steebee weebee aka quangou

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