Look In 2 My Eyes.......
One Brisk Morning...
As the Sun Set Upon...
The Shores Of The Peninsula...
I Often Find Myself Behind The Stream Of Reason...
Like A Falcon Soaring...
Through The Clouds Of Darkness...
I Soar In Hope To Cross The Path...
Of Where My Goblins and Unicorns...
Feast Upon The Deceptive Concourse...
Like A Watered Ear Mouse...
I Caught A Canker Sore...
As I Ascended Into The Peak Of Hope...
Where The Hourglass Of My Reflection...
Became Evident Like A Voice Of Reason...
Suddenly I Heard The Echoes ...
Of A Dark Mask Mummy Whispering...
2 The Joyous Trumpeter...
Of Where The Sculptor Fold Himself...
Hiding Behind The Curtain Of This Nemesis...
As the Sun Set Upon...
The Shores Of The Peninsula...
I Often Find Myself Behind The Stream Of Reason...
Like A Falcon Soaring...
Through The Clouds Of Darkness...
I Soar In Hope To Cross The Path...
Of Where My Goblins and Unicorns...
Feast Upon The Deceptive Concourse...
Like A Watered Ear Mouse...
I Caught A Canker Sore...
As I Ascended Into The Peak Of Hope...
Where The Hourglass Of My Reflection...
Became Evident Like A Voice Of Reason...
Suddenly I Heard The Echoes ...
Of A Dark Mask Mummy Whispering...
2 The Joyous Trumpeter...
Of Where The Sculptor Fold Himself...
Hiding Behind The Curtain Of This Nemesis...
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