Up on the hill
Growing to a mountain
She said, summoned 
Between the glory of youth and the wisdom of age,
The end of her parade,
Yet not a cage,
But the humble wheel that pushes,
Forward that made:
"I am not dying I am life itself igniting"

Her face wasn't pretty or cute but it was sympathetic
And the point I suppose was moot 
And I believe, I guess for her, that it was true

I Am Not Dying Interlude

I’m building a mystery.  SoundCloud bums me out. 
New stuff to come 12/25

PLAY SPOTLIGHT PLZ SORRY QUA-LiT-TEE is 💩🫤it’s cuz 🛌

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BE A FREAK! PLAY ALL YOLO!  🫣😎
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Some are messy, may hurt 🌽🌽s. 
\mm/  \mm/ forever.

I Am Not Dying Interlude

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