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Oh, bitter wind on my face.
You touch me with the moon
on a coming winter's day.
Frozen memories fall,
lamenting summer's
lemonade touch.
You touch me with the moon
on a coming winter's day.
Frozen memories fall,
lamenting summer's
lemonade touch.
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My self realization and the need to dig deeper in understanding the dark parts of myself led me to writing poetry and lyrics for my music. It made me able to Consciously see these behaviors. I'd write out these parts of myself in a way that seemed fucked up and in need of change. If anybody relates and needs help with the same, I'm providing a subscription to my self healing writings. Thank you everyone. New content will be added consistently.
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Summer will come back 'round. No worries. 'Til then, peace on. 
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