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When I tell my friends my girlfriend and I are moving in together only three months into our relationship, they start telling me
God has answered. Or has he left more mysteries for me to solve. A faith designed for structure. But it’s a name that doesn’t fit, because I don’t believe he exists.  
An unplanned gathering,  Turned into a landmark event.  Ocean waves become steady heartbeats. 
Lost in the land of backpacks, bullying, and excuses I just can't take it any more, I'm a complex thinker in a simple, close-minded land The bland robots walk around with the same daily routine
Sitting on a bench smoking a doooooooooooobie, watching all the hippies walk through the cityy, Down the road and across the tracks, Look on up and holla back, Hey imagine that, Jack.
Forever crow another one Chips and chirps of unseen ones The voices I once heard begin to fade As the voices die down Mother nature begins to speak Her whispering soul flows through the trees
Dreadlocks dangling down my bare, pale backMy eyes are the colour red like a sunset in summerA quick brush of wind converses with my skirtFeeling the rain start to                                          f
I want to make love constantly and get high stay young
I would comb the beaches of garbage--sca-tter--ed trash, collect the refuse like we once collected seashells as the waves crash.   And scrub off the chemicals
Clear your mind. Open your heart. Let your soul loose.  Breathe in, breathe out. You are here. You are present. You've never been more alive than now. You are here. You are present.
Call me a hippie Call me a raggamuffin Call me a bum Call me a tree hugger Call me a drifter But never call me, me? Ok. I'll call you a human Call you a friend  Call you a sister,
Gather flowersSo does this generationThroughout the decade and moreWithin the overwhelmed nationThose whom adoreColors spinning-They thread it through their hairSome singing-
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