Free Wheeling

I don't know man I'm drifting around kind of blurry eyed and every time I think I've got it right - every time I think there is a turning of the tide some asshole steps up and shines a bright light on all my hiding places And I am not sure if anyone cares and …

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Delicately Choreographed Dance

By the end of this dream life as we glide or stumble from path to journey road block or stepping stone not a macabre scheme in the moment unaware of the transformation the information the lack of overload double-fisted hands of fate stride in never tipping "its" intention knowing full well ignorance is not a …

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