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Under Blood Oak (Lyric) by horus8

Pin wheels and down time look what they've done to me straw hats and squeezed lime Our time at the Red Sea. Dead fish unite and bridge the slipperiest twilights Collapsing my foresight Yeah, I guess you were right to leave while I slept. Dogwoods and blood oak the strangest of moods here The calmest of tides soak Just why we did come clear. My face in your smooth palms impressioned the white sand I never dared understand How godless we'd demand Us deep in the Red Sea. Stretch limbing dusks' arc The red under your bark And how you left your mark On me, never the seasons... Again, forever, I say good bye To why you ever made me pry That far into you at the Red Sea These blood oaks, they keep me... From you, my love.

Jeremi B. Handrinos 3-Oct-03/10:31 PM
Dog wood blossoms have the mark of the nails that bore the weight of Jesus wrists and feet you can see the rusted blood stained blossoms in the shape of the cross.. so the tale goes a drop of blood on the shrub,, red sea exodus to freedom between huge walls of salt water its all very deep< one can be marked before birth the red under the bark skin muscle blood..this is someone very close to him blood line spiritual past life memory,No one makes anyone pry its a primal urge a uncontrolable search of closure the red sea is not very deep in all reality thus the crossing..but limbs at dusk Hmm?Arc under..?Think,,Forget all gods andmark regardless of the season time ,,keeps us all from beloved oaks, willowspalm trees,,are the fish (Sperm)Swimming slippery wonderfull sensual and holy/ The Third Isis>




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