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Running on empty

Posted to Action Poetry




Shit dump hotel of flies
and cluttered crap
Things stacked everywhere
total chaos reins
An somewhere in there
There were traces of magic'
Work hard to start anew
Clean and scrape
Pick up the shit
The very thought of it
exhuasting


Turn it around
turn it inside
reflect what is there
Open it wide
You are your world
it is all within you
Only you create your universe
So start it anew
Clear up the space junk
do it all with new strength
Reach out with hand
and grab what's there
Your heaven and earth
are bare sands of time
waiting for miracles
To spring up in delight
it's easy
Create it wyth Love
wave a magic
wand