Banners Burnt by Brimstone
Mimics and Marvels

Simple and poignant, clear and graceful, words that hit you with a face full. Better start calling me more names, For all these personalities got with vigor in my veins. I really really missed all your voices inside my brains. Better throw your nets. Start making lots of bets, The catch is going to be big. I got the rains. I'm running this rig.
My friend's Dharma, and the pow wows. Superciliously I pulled the tung from the stone. Tao enough to be alone I don't wield it for glory or fame I don't need ta slice cah chang chain. I'm just not about the money and the game. Long ago mastered being insane, riding in my mystical magical lane.
Driving this point deep in the fears you still keep. Unsheathed in its awe potential. Life cuts and blood I weep, strategically sharpened, placed a slice in a dice baboomba enemies fell, I send disease and strife back to hell. So back, back with your fear, my faith is in me I am the most greatest, anomaly. Master of help any way that I heal. I'm going all in; I'm spread spangled and thin. Reaching out till infinity. Then klick klack, my spells back. She actually waited for me!
Protecting densely packed crystalline stratothycomes. Banging on a timpano phones. It all sounds funny like a made-up word. They all are in case you haven't heard. Savor the shield I'm sending back your chariots, cutting down your marionettes.
Appearance without worry, a parrot's word without fear of fury, bayonets that mimic, reflecting a chance so cryptic, to see their halos dance. over the eternal nuance. Truths flamed in our eyes, together we rise unblemished nor surprised, no angst or malaise now the whole worlds gonna rest in these rays.
I send it all back. All their hate and their harm. Turn it into bubbles and whimsical charm. I'll take a mime and a dime some grease and some grime. Go live in my castle. I'm a king with a chime. I'm never going to let up from hitting the grind. Right about now I've made up my mind. Going to go old school, put the wood on their behind. I don't recommend you try to separate. True love's too Divine



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