
Swiftly moving through brush
of young green lush
the unseen crone
alone
Don't save me from this murk
where my undulating irk
will inevitably flare up
copper
propper
echo eyes of teal
(and yes, we do get high)
I.A.m
Swiftly moving through brush
of young green lush
the unseen crone
alone
Don't save me from this murk
where my undulating irk
will inevitably flare up
copper
propper
echo eyes of teal
(and yes, we do get high)
I.A.m
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