When i knew When heard your wars and rumours of wars
I enlightned I eureked
Its laid bare and simple
I heard what sounded like a new sound
You gave me new ears this day
I heard the whispers of dark alleys in resound of gongs renewed my hearing to deep mysteries laid open in park central New York.
I gave myself and you returned the favor.
I rehash it in writing yet know it in life.
How you love me is to say to me your sex.
The Word became flesh.
You went into dephts and i knew the height of where it could or lives.
I heard the sound of Angels roar I heard a rumour. Substance.
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