Go Ahead, Release

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Something new always feels familiar
Set that table cloth down over
The edges you feasted by

Sunlight manages to get shot
Of dripping honey
Get distracted by the sweet
And I’ll get away with murder
You’ll get all the time to make sure you buy out the wine
The last drop leaves bitter
The shores of Sri Lanka
meeting tongues
Fasting to purify the mind
‘Cause the body was taken in
Forgetting that sometimes
We do see things that
aren’t there
I saw sunsets, brave ones, some without clouds and
You saw another

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Lord Bison

Jazz-soaked spirit running circles around despair...or something like that. Really. Lover of words, lover of being in worlds free...just...free. New Yorker, artist, Virgo besieged by airhead tendencies akin to Libra moves. Bronx is home base. Began an obsession with writing at seven and twenty-odd years hence, still at it. Enjoy/love/hate/be bored/appreciate to your heart's content. Or something like that. http://www.lbisonartist.com

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