where are all the chariots and orchestras?
or even the locking eyes on the northern line?
there are just middle-aged lonely mothers
stuggling to keep their gmo'ed tykes fed
and confused spirits defending their freedom
within and without this sordid boon.
zadkiel tells me purple that i must have faith
but faith is just faith.
just how far has my consciousness expanded
if it is still my consciousness
and i dont understand sometimes
and i miss you everyday?
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