mystery
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Take me to a place
Where no one knows my name but the girl who takes my checkone where I don’t speak the language, and they don’t speak mine but a bitI’d drink in lonely ramen shops and write stories of what wassee spirits in the night roaming empty corners, roads and pubsTake me far…
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Do you feel the veil thinning?
It’s an All Hallow’s Eve, and the day couldn’t have started any better; My dwelling, surrounded by fog so thick, there was nothing else to see. You couldn’t tell the time but you knew what day it was. You can almost feel the merging of spirits from a long-lost past.…
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The Sacred Lies Within
The sacred lies within everything; within the silence, within the noise, within yourself. When being faced with things that are all too 3rd dimensional for me, where do I go? How can I return to the Source that I’m already within? … I hear a faint radio playing oldies somewhere…