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RedSing me a song about the crimson sun That has grown wings, That has stolen my purse, That has sprouted shoots of stone; I no longer understand your motives, moon, Who wears dresses of vermillion, Who eats sardines and sandwiches, Who picks your teeth with the eyes of fish.Red
O sky, in your balmy fondue of loveliness, I have no desire to pierce your cheek with a saber. This land below holds the mysteries, These cities without light, These monasteries without attendants, These idols without worshippers; I stand watching the sky sink down to dust,
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After the Vermillion SunThe vermillion sun, eclipsed by the eyes of Seth, war overturns the waters, revealing infinite deathAfter the Vermillion Sun
The sand bleeds a valiant red, the clouds lie in their dynamic deathbed, all has been done, all has been said
The trees raped and torn, flowers crushed on where they were born, for who do we grieve? for who do we mourn? when all life and nature is dead...
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The Secret ActsLabel me as a fool, I don't care.The Secret Acts
Everybody will eventually notice
The invisible golden lizard That hides in the dusk. Nobody takes my pills anymore, Nobody takes my hairspray anymore, either. And if they do, the characters Shift and stumble like emeralds in the sea. Therefore, I am disgusted with the way you look at me, Your bloodshot eyes roll around suspiciously, They are two baseballs in midflight. What an enormous mistake it was For me to erupt like a plush sofa. I am truly shocked by the display of ignorance That you have shown me today.
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Explosion of The Dove"!".... "!".... .........White feathers sway across an ocean so green....so blue... clouds lavished in pink, the rainbow runs straight and true.....Explosion of The Dove
White feathers soar over lagoons, oasises, lakes... The sun sets...so red....sets and the light it takes...
The silver moon shines...glowing....like a pearl... The silhouette of a new born can be seen....the feathers rest on the ground.... ......... ..... .. .
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I'm rather fond of the corset myself! Although I think a changing anagram of the club's title would be cool, too!
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"Every Wolf's & Lion's howl /Raises from Hell a Human Soul.
The wild deer, wand'ring here & there, /Keeps the Human Soul from Care".
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...Or maybe it's a Surreal prank!!
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"Some are born to sweet delight,/Some are born to endless night.
We are led to believe a lie/When we see not through the eye".
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