Justan Mitchell
2016-04-13 12:00 am
The Near Perfect Gift In the former days of boyish ways, I walked in a maze and talked on then plains, of my humanness. And of this list my name was skipped, like a gone astray wish of a dreamscape in which, I could only reminisce. But now that I've awakened my love has been accepted by you, the near perfect gift. So this time words and I try to rhyme, hoping to duplicate the magnified vibe that transmitted from your eyes, but when I over intellectualize, a development of nearsightedness takes me by surprise. So in the name of the most high my refuge and supply I've been blessed with a divine, and through that intervention the spirit translates my earthly dimensions, developing gateways to elevate toward worthy extensions of which I've never transcended, and I should mention that proverbs 31 represents a flair of dimness next to the rare exquisiteness of you the near perfect gift. A.V. A.M.
0 Justan Mitchell
2016-04-13 12:00 am
The Emanating Beam of Fertility My soul strikes a balance with the dynamic motion of movements, that make the natural laws of consistency alive and evident within the co-existence of all universal realities, by embodying those that are adhered to sensibly, as well as those that dwell within the realms of the unseen; while embracing the multitude that are nestled beneath my feet, underneath the earths canyon and peeks, that seek to reach toward the atmosphere, pass the far extended dimensions of the heavenliness, extreme excellence, where the continuous ends to the ever flowing flows to the roads where the unknown streams of oxygen are obsolete. My soul owns liberation and controls the zones to freedoms formation, and since it is endowed with a natural law of non-biasness; it does not wish to disconnect itself from the many polarities of truths expansion of its many manifestations of creation, all in all is relative. Continued to be
Justan Mitchell
2016-04-13 12:00 am
Mother Mother of Style and Grace the load carrier of the race Mother, our comforter of shade in mid summer. Mother, our near perfector, the rare refresher of constant blessings from the fair blesser, from He who blessed Her. Mother, desiring to bring up the multitudes, after a long nine months of serving two Mother, responsible being for all of humanity, and all the other creatures we see. Motherhood, to the single fathers doing what you are supposed to do, raising the levels of consious understanding, this one's for you, mothers too. My Mother, One with a Queen's eye and high esteemed Pride, blessed with a natural high, off life she flies. I Love, Honor and Adore this Mother of mine. Mother of Style and Grace, she can light up a room with her smiling face! But be careful, don't let a woman scorned takeover a loving Mother's place! Mother will discipline when pushed the wrong way, now it's the grands who better fast and pray! Teacher of many lessons, Mother of Style and Grace. For my Mother. C.L.M
Justan Mitchell
2016-04-09 12:00 am
I Dont Wanna Hurt No More I Don't Wanna Hurt No More, But beyond the disguised lines behind Grey skies, theres always blue for sure! And as I look to explore the naturally visible, The demonic curse still cant touch me! See, I ran for years surviving multiply shots from peers, And just, because, I was lucky! But I kept my divine trust in thee! Thee divine intervention is my friend of divine inventing, with divine intention, And I must refrain not to mention, That the beginning, has begun. As I look eastwardly toward the daily non failing rays of the constant rising of the sun, Oh say can you, see? Some? I hurt for times such as these, Times painfully manifesting in me, a well defined and well refined majestic Being! The well awakened Well in me, A well rounded ME! Accepting want I receive, Life as it is shown and thrown to me. As I breathe openly and free, Ignorance, to me is a bliss blissfully Oh say can you see this wish list wishfully? No pain no gain exquisitely!! Like seeds bursting through their shells with looks of uncomfortability, Looks can deceive deceivingly. But I dont wanna hurt no more, But newborns will be born for sure. Escaping wombs infused with natural warmth, While bringing pain described by the mothers traumatically, vocalized cries as alarmed though out hospital delivery rooms and floors! And yes I dont wanna hurt no more, But beyond the disguised lines behind grey skies theres Always blue for sure. Like blood before being released from inanimate ball point veins, Is he insane? What manner of man, is Jus-tan, anyway? I did not intelligently design time to fly this way! My lessons of spiritual perfections are taught fast and learned slow. And I know conscious awareness is a no no to my societal opponents and foes. I wanna hurt some more, standing at the core, at commercialism door, calling for applause and an encore for a costly mental collision and fall! I wanna hurt some more. I wanna hurt some more. Because beyond the disguised lines behind grey skies there is ALWAYS blue for sure. Beyond the disguised lines of grey skies there is ALWAYS blue for sure!!!
Justan Mitchell
2016-04-09 12:00 am
Home Sweet Home I want to go to a place where wrongs become rights, spontaneously systematic like tax hikes. A place where fights are the last resort when handling plights. I want to go! I want to go to natural zone of flight where mental spikes reach spiritual heights. A place where the featured attraction are children as they play, where play is an unexpected lesson to be perfected. I want to go! I want to go to a place where action and reaction have a common turn toward our collective burn. A place where death and dying don't exist, where notions of creation are an ocean of manifestations that embraces the vastness of what is. I want to go! I want to go to a place where joy swells over anger, where the smell of hell is a distant stranger. A place to look deeply into hard aches and grief, a meditative island designated for relief....... I want to go!
The Sophist
2016-03-30 12:00 am
I can see her; kissing now. My Melita; buzzing round. In the country, In the town, In the streets, And on the ground. On the subway, In the suburbs. Skipping supper; Back street clubber. Just a number. Body of stats, Sizes, Dimensions, Hobbies. Pride; Absentia. Lies she said, And I believed them. Yeah? Did I believed them? Yeah. She did too; Watching me receive them. Not well. She buzzed away, Asked if I could leave her. Not today, I chased, Now I still can't see her. Now I'm still left waiting. Thoughts of honey, And my Melita.
The Sophist
2016-03-30 12:00 am
Same, Not same. Metaphor; Open gated. Similar as a simile stated.
The Sophist
2016-03-29 12:00 am
A Ballad of the Soft Sophist; When trying to scream, They said 'oh, stop this! Stop the sophist speaking free. Sophist softly speak to me. And make me pay, And teach me duly, And teach me how to write so bluesy!' Sophist took their time instead, Folding shapes from paper heads. Writers spending days in bed; Dazed and gazing at their pens. At night they sleep and then they start again. A ballad often spoke softest; When the sophists screamed, They said 'oh, stop this; Education should be free. Sophist slowly speak to me. In loving way, In budding grace, In virtue is the value based.
The Sophist
2016-03-29 12:00 am
Repeat, Repeat. Repeating repetitions. Repeating repetitions repetitively! Repeat repeating repetitions. Repeat repeating repetitions repetitively! Repetitively repeating repetitively repeating repetitions! Repetitively repeating repeat repetitions repetitively repeating? Repetitions.. Repeating repetitiously.
The Sophist
2016-03-26 12:00 am
A poetic community Continuously Refining Originality. Silent storms Tumultuously Inciting Communality.
Trey Scott Wharton
2016-03-24 12:00 am
Sound. Light. Vibration. Energy. Symbol. Letter. Word. Sentence. Paragraph. Writing. Lyric. Song. Dance. Therapeutic. Healing. Perception. Transparency. Emotion. Existential. Esoteric. Darkness. Light. Duality. Mirror. Truth. Art. Life. Death. Fear. Love. Awareness is vital. Knowledge is power. Art is life. I am a part time self sustained independent investigative journalist. I am also a writer and I like to put my ideas into poetry and art. My focus areas: to analyze, measure and expose corruption, manipulation, exploitation and extortion within corporations, governments and religion structures. I love my job. =D ā”ā So. . .in Star Wars. . .do you ONLY blame the evil emperor, or do you acknowledge the Storm Troopers part in the atrocities too? Now compare that to real life. The Empire HAS NO POWER if there's no Troops to follow the evil orders of the War Mongering Elite Banksters. So let me get this straight. You think it's bad for our taxes, money, and time going towards free and proper education, free food, free health-care, free energy, and housing to our own nation, but you're perfectly fine with a fake Federal Reserve ponzi scheme bank that's a private owned mafia organization driving us into debt slaves, and funneling our money into Isreal and going to war with almost every country that's not us to steal their land, gold, oil, and drug reserves? And if we say we should spend our money on us and Peace, you pull out the bullshit card and call us slackers and that we have to earn and slave for our shelter, food, health, and energy. Sometimes, you have to stop being politically correct, stop being nice, stand up and say fuck you and your war mongering, and your stupid. Quit excusing people's actions. Your patriotism is a joke. You blindly follow the lies of the Elite, and don't even research what the industrial Military Complex does with your taxes. And your blind patriotism supports the canon fodder churning out of young men to die early at commands of rich old men lusting for power. The whole entire system needs uprooted to follow the path of Peace. āIt's time for the end of the Rothschild-Rockefeller Empire, the Federal Reserve, and for Israel debt.ā The United States government and it's military IS the terrorists. Let me say it again, with no sugar coating. . .ahem. . .THE UNITED STATES GOVERNMENT AND IT'S MILITARY IS IN FACT THE LARGEST MOST CORRUPT TERRORIST ORGANIZATION ON PLANET EARTH. I am a pacifist and I will NEVER support war, mass murder, genocide, and institutionalized indoctrinated violence. I do very much respect our MISLEAD fallen troops, but I do not support our corrupt terrorist military. "Just following my orders" No, follow your heart. Support for the constitution of the United States includes looking out for enemies and threats both foreign and domestic, such as the terrorist cells within Washington DC, known as the Legislative Judicial, and Executive branches that prostitute war and indoctrinated institutionalized violence. I fight for Peace for all Nations and I will settle for nothing less. These wars are NOT for freedom. They are attacks on other countries, while they defend themselves. They are conducted for the bankers, the Rothschilds, the Rockefellers, for the Federal Reserve, the CFR, the IMF, for Israel debt, for Wall Street. For those leaders who profit from war and do not fight the battles themselves. For the evil greed of rich men behind the curtain and racket of war. For those who want to secure and dominate other countries oil drugs gold and resources. Politicians are puppets for the banksters and they won't change the game. Don't vote for those who stand for this. Send a clear message. Watch their actions, not their words, and see where their loyalty belongs to. Have them discuss the following: The Monetary System, The Federal Reserve, Fractional Banking, Rothschilds, Rockefellers, Bilderburg, Debt Slaves, Voluntary Servitude, the 14th amendment, The Basic Income platform, The Venus Project, International Monetary Fund (IMF), Council of Foreign Relations (CFR), and The Bank for International Settlements (BIS). I would love to watch them try to dance around these topics and try to distract you instead of actually addressing these issues. Peace is attainable. You just have to want it extremely bad. You have to want it like you want the oxygen to breath. ā” Be warned, I'm about to reach out and touch your soul and your mind. Make sure it's lubricated. I have investigated. I look around the world and I'm exasperated. To be quite honest I'm nauseated. Countries and innocent citizens being annihilated. The money system becoming hyperinflated. Our water poisoned and fluorinated. Our food and air contaminated. Populations being dumbed down and heavily medicated. Our consent taken away in terms of being vaccinated. Women and children murdered, abused, appallingly fornicated. Laws infringing on morals and becoming overregulated. How in the hell do you not feel violated? Tyranny, famine and genocide being tolerated, incorporated and indoctrinated. Ecosystems being destroyed and violated. Animals, any species other than human initiated from birth into the human's horror of slavery and mass genocide and a daily basis. I see the injustice and I'm beyond aggravated. Even worse is our own government is behind many atrocities being generated! They decieve us and have us horrifyingly manipulated. This Truth is not false, it isn't hallucinated. Open your minds and you will see the Truth illuminated. This bullshit has me consistently frustrated. I've just gotten escalated, surely quite animated. The world's views are backdated, segregated and unnecessarily complicated. Our views on "wealth" has been sadly misappropriated. Why has the quest for peace been procrastinated and stagnated? Love and Peace has me fascinated. Mother Earth has me infatuated. Her Love has my mind wonderfully intoxicated. In any form, any medium, World Peace for all species needs communicated. People need to be compassionated and realize we are all one, not disassociated and discriminated. We need to get coordinated. Our minds need stimulated. This hate in the world has got me suffocated. Our message of love will make the hateful disoriented. The Powers that be do not have me intimidated. Their hateful opposition has me delightfully invigorated. Our cry for humanity needs to be illustrated. Your expectations for me have been severely underestimated. You didn't realize the power of my voice, surely miscalculated. I speak out and stand up for what I see, and I've become alienated. I've become isolated. My focus in life has been alternated. I'm liberated. Watch out, I'm opinionated. My mind is emancipated and sophisticated. I'm exuberated. I'm properly educated. My learning has become accelerated. My pineal gland is activated. My speech is articulated. My knowledge has accumulated and cultivated. My mind has just masterbated. My Truth is unadulterated. My Truth is authenticated and certificated. It cannot be debated, negated, nor be invalidated. My stance cannot be negotiated. People's ignorance has me unequivocally irritated. We are all meant to be loved, every species, not dominated. You should have seen me coming, should have anticipated. You should have appreciated. I cannot be compared, duplicated, or assimilated. I've studied the world and I've become acculturated. Everyone, we need to unite, our bodies, minds, and souls detoxicated. Our momentum will not be deviated. Our drive towards peace has become obligated. Powers that be want us depopulated. They want us fractionated, our minds distracted and fragmented. Powers that be want me and my voice incarcerated. And before long...I'll be nominated, legislated, after that inaugurated. Once I'm in office, war will be iradicated, violence eliminated. World Peace will be estimated, a new regime approximated. Tyranny deactivated. Hate evaporated. Black Ops secrets iradicated. I might be assassinated, but my message will live on, celebrated and circulated. The quest for peace has been reactivated. ā” You speak in tongues. Surreal. I see through you. The veil. The curtain of forever. Illusion. Can it be truly so? Disillusion. I'm wide awake, Only to see the dream. I got the world on my shoulders Troubles rolling like boulders Throw dirt on me for mistakes No love in these high stakes I see through the games Guilt flows and blames Diamonds showering the mind Physical dimensions buckle and bind Truth distorted by distractions The future preys on my actions Delusions bring me to my knees Pursuit of happiness in the breeze Current rushing as I swim upstream Merrily merrily life is but a dream. The rabbit hole Investigative mole Tumble tumble Society crumble Fraud amuck Now your stuck Head full of doubt Fight to get out Once was blind Explore the mind Examine the pain Within cultural stain Authority a joke Let's peace let's smoke To be a good man lost Swimming in a satanic sea Devil's fire or devil's frost What the hell do you want from me Sitting here in contemplation Dreaming of my reclamation Change up style, I cry, I boast Missing what I miss the most Heart tucked safely behind my wall Hold resistance so I don't fall Stole my innocence from me jerk To get it back I'll have to work I see you, you sadistic fuck Counting time, on the side of luck You may hold me captive in your world But my heart will shine unfurled. I'll never join your dark side The light follows me in my stride I know your scared that I'll begin For you know you'll never win. Every night I go to bed Horrors running through my head Demons cheering like they've won I wish at night I had someone To wrap me up, hold me close Stroke my hair, love me most Whisper in my ear those sweet lies Sing me those sweet lullabys Tell me everything will be alright Help me get through one more night I lay my head down to rest. Hoping to escape you. Nay, foolish fleeting hopes You haunt me in my dreams. I wake and you haunt me Through my days. Day and night Yin and yang Around and around we go. You make me sad You drive me mad. Yay, I can never be rid of you. But yet if I could I would still never leave you I chase my tail I moan I wail But I will always love you. My heart sways My mind disobeys You hold the latch key Suffering on one bended knee I try to tell myself to resist Try to guide solely through the mist That lonely road through jungle wild You make me feel just like a child Forever reaching for destination Into your arms or to damnation A bond that cannot be broken Cosmic love, words unspoken. Colors of magic and mystery Your vision makes the tapestry. Cannot be duplicated nor compared Your impact, my heart unprepared. You know how to make light bend Darkness forever on the mend. Phantom Pain. The thing that's missing is the thing you feel the most. Makes it hard to forget. They say time heals all wounds. It's not healing this broken heart. Forever damaged. The Ghost in the machine. The phantom shadow. The delectable game of hide and seek. Peekaboo. I see you. Search and find. Finding answers only to gain more questions. Yin and yang. Round and round. Dark and Light. Esoteric and existential. Flow like water burn like fire. Everything all at once Balance and stumble. Rise and fall. The Game. The Dance. All we have is the Dance. Hold my hand. Be my song. As above So below Reap what you sow You are what you eat Stop eating meat Meat eating is the leading cause Of your death, disease and flaws Big Pharma and FDA With your life you pay They don't want you healthy Than they wouldn't be wealthy Stop believing their con game Research it or yourself is to blame Living the muggle Hustle and struggle Got a fast track dream Paddling life upstream Reap what you sow As above so below You are what you eat Savages killing for meat Humbled by the Truth Clark Kent in my booth Throw on the costume red cape The public will smear and rape Your name because you dare To rise above societies sick snare Plants have protein and health Public forgetting about true wealth Sacrificing a heart for a taste bud Squandering spirit growth in mud Do you now see the term mudblood? Humanity spewing genocidal flood. Zoos are cages, Humanity's prison Can't see it than you didn't listen Can't handle hypocrisy so hide In your butchery kitchen confide With your fellow savages alore Bang my name against the floor Healthy alternatives on the street In this game I got you beat Erect a wall and expect me to climb Truth through rhythm and rhyme. ------------------------------ "They poison the air They poison the water They poison vaccines For our sons and daughters Call it conspiracy But it doesnāt phase me Watch some world Star Hip Hop And see if Iām crazy Dumb upon dumb The dumbing down worked They canāt answer a question But they know how to twerk And before you think That youāre any better With your degree in hand And pocket protector Answer this You voting for left or the right Illusion of choice In a rigged fight Television for Multiple personalities One watches āNewsā The other āRealityā Both have the same owners Both have the same writers Both have the same purpose To kill our desires Working our jobs We are now so complacent Photographing our food Is now entertainment We canāt afford thrills We canāt even relax Can you even clear your head Without a Xanax Or Prozac or Ambien Go down the list Who gave us these issues That Big Pharma can āfixā They say harmful ingredients In such small amounts Canāt hurt anyone But itās paramount 69 doses Of vaccines Is whatās on schedule By the time youāre 16 Pharmaceutical Lobbyists Are second to none In the past 7 years They spent $800 million Thatās chump change in investment return Once you see Cancer alone is a $500 billion dollar a year industry As I mentioned before This is ONE of the ways Theyāve taken control Of the people these days We pay to be poisoned I know that sounds nuts Got a computer Bill Gates thanks us Watch āInnovating to Zeroā Gateās Ted Talk stand To reduce carbon emissions A population control plan In his own words Here is the goal āIf we do a great job with Vaccines, Health Care & Birth Controlā Look at the millions of dollars Heās so generously given To make geoengineering A cure for emissions Look up at the sky Contrails, my ass Gates talks about sun blocking With sulfuric acid That shit rains down Into our water supply Seeps into our crops You can see the trees die Maybe Iām crazy Or maybe Iām not But thereās things that I notice That happen a lot Like when important bills pass Itās āsleight of handā so you miss Donāt look at that Hey, look at this On April 18th, 2013 CISPA passed During the Boston Bombing During the scare of Ebola The UN passed What essentially is A Global Patriot Act You know, The Patriot Act, that excludes Due process for the nation And leaves extremist Up to interpretation Which leads to things Like TSA, Guantanamo Bay And invasions of privacy By the NSA If you have nothing to hide Why do you care about this Because of the things that make you A suspected terrorist Owning a gun, or precious metals Activism is too far Or rocking a Ron Paul sticker On the back of your car The āRead The Bill Actā Is proposed legislation That requires Congress to read Bills proposed for our nation Are you kidding me Itās not common sense To actually READ the bills Are you that fucking dense Oh, get all offended By the word I just used You should be offended By whatās in your food Reading the labels Of the food that we eat Requires a linguist To get a science degree I canāt pronounce Most of the words on the list Let alone know What the hell that it is They donāt want to label Whatās GMO But have no problem labeling A race, religion or homo Labels on people To further divide To make us forget That we are divine Iām not a Socialist But I am entitled To my personal freedom And to protecting my child And I refuse to ask permission Before I speak my mind Like they teach the children in school Before they form a line Donāt get me started On education Our kids didnāt even make top 10 When comparing the nations But we were #1 In defense spending Weāre the great war machine And the warās never ending In all our high schools Theyāre trying to recruit The next generation To strap on the boots To protect our freedom But we are right here So why are they sending All our kids over there Bribing them With free education Youāll see the whole world While you bomb all the nations Protecting our freedom Or oil interest again Or use economic hitmen to establish A Central Banking System And when you come home After war messed with your mind You can live on the streets And commit suicide I mean no disrespect To those whoāve laid down their life For the love of the people They paid the ultimate price Iām just pissed off At the lies that are told By government puppets To get wars sold And as weāre on the verge Of World War 3 Itās our DUTY To question the powers that be But by all means Pledge your allegiance To a corrupt government Who stripped all our freedoms With the worldās highest Rate of incarceration Making huge profits For privately owned corporations Contractual agreements Are all in place To keep the cells full Of various inmates Doesnāt even matter If theyāre violent or not Then promote thru the media That thereās a war on cops So that upstanding citizens Will then start to defend Our men and women in blue Who have swore to defend To āProtect and Serveā But thatās not the case at all Supreme Court ruled their only duty Is to uphold the law So itās not to serve the people Itās to serve the state Thatās why thereās more cops writing tickets Than investigating rapes I hate ending on negativity From all the above Because thatās not who I am Iām about peace and love And if your perspective is different Thatās alright Iām not trying to argue I donāt want to fight And Iām not trying To change your stance But please research Cognitive dissonance Itās a hard pill to swallow At least it was for me But once you get past it Itās really quite freeing And frustrating, and depressing Thereās ups and thereās downs But Iām thankful I know What I know now Because now I can try To help my kids To change how things are In this world that we live If you donāt hurt others Or infringe on their rights Iāll defend your freedom Till the day that I die We donāt need rulers to govern Because power corrupts Just defend one another And spread peace and loveļ»æ"
The Sophist
2016-03-21 12:00 am
After everything I see Before me in the seats Cynics in the streets Dissecting the diseased Everything I see Finding something to believe Giving credence to contrarians Heretic as it seems I laugh Just trying to fit in Kidding like a kid Laughing Making them believe Nothing as it seems Only people watching People watching leaves Quietly in peace Raging afterwards Sighing in relief Totally alone Utterly at peace Vexed with my existence Waiting patiently Xeroxing mentally Yakking at the internet Zoning out on poetry
Marcus Bales
2016-03-20 12:00 am
Clevelanders are practical: they see A chance to make some money off the rich And near-rich who make up the GOP. We want it to go off without a hitch And keep the fearful bastards spending free For rooms and food and drink and sex for which We'll smile and hustle, taking every trouble To earn big tips and charge them more than double. The Trump supporters think that they are clever Well, let them think that everything is sunny; We Democrats are smart enough, however, To make sure nothing happens that's too funny While we make sure our principal endeavor Is separating Trumpies from their money. We march here to an economic drummer; It's going to be a profitable summer. They say that violence may be Cleveland's diet If Donald Trump expresses his frustration. Not to worry, though -- it will be quiet. Not even Trump's most fascist agitation will prompt the local Democrats to riot If Donald doesn't get the nomination: There just is not enough white trash around To get a good disturbance off the ground.
The Sophist
2016-03-14 12:00 am
Would it be poetic justice? Would it be just at all? If I saw it in the paper. "Obama killed by drone."
The Sophist
2016-03-14 12:00 am
A confection, black and round. With sugar and gelatin. Found in allsorts; the young child's delight. Bound in or licorice filled. To maintain the same shape, See the molds are all pre-made. Shine, wax of bees, and molasses, Failing potassium, High blood pressure and heart failures, Can be found in some. Chewy ropes made, flat and round. Bound with gum arabic. As the crowd swarms, by trucks in the light. Absurd to stock it at will. To maintain the same shape, See the molds are all pre-made. Shine, wax of bees, and molasses, Effecting the young, Low IQs and behaviors, Green stools of your own.
The Sophist
2016-03-03 12:00 am
Out of the rain his body dried. People passed and the music private. An everlasting non-surprise; Eternal peace and your reprise. C'est pour Robbie, Et mon amis, And all neighbors up and down my street. I love you all just in the way I do; All of ya're fuckin' bitches sippin' bitches brew. I'm the kind of guy that boldly lies; I say I'm not the type to boldly lie. I am not bold. I lay around, I drink sometimes. C'était ne pour Robbie, C'est pour mon amis, I do it just to make less enemies. I'm weaker than I'm trying to be, Eagerly I'm waiting for an equal opportunity. An everlasting non-surprise; Eternal peace and your reprise. Nothing from nothing grows in size. When something lives; Nothing dies.
The Sophist
2016-02-22 12:00 am
The Sophist speaks of years forlorn. Breathing in the ears of corn. "What mercy does a savage make? What pity do the foolish take? They take one step, and nothing more." The Sophist speaks of emeralds. So green and dope for sure. So dope! So dope, Oh, And Green! For sure... Found but lost before, Lost for all eternity, Now He's found for sure. The Sophist still confused by waves, Playing seashells on the shore. Scarcely eats, Softly prays, The Sophist sings in uniform.
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