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Life is like a popped balloon.
Know it all know nothing fool, can you tell me what is cool?
Nobody is fireproof.

I will select my own broom, all the thoughts we wanted too.

Womb painted Haiku.
Spring has sprung , so leave the roost.
What am I to do?

This decision's not for you. Just sit there and eat your food.
Support the people here now too.

Sunrise take me to the moon.
Grenadine, tequila, juice.

I'll turn off the waves for you. It's the deep end but no pool.
There's never the Golden Rule.

Meltdown moneymaker moves, I will write it out for you. In pursuit of the proof. What should we expect you'll do?

Promise me that you'll do you.I hope all your dreams come true.

Wrote this song in '22. Every which way seems we're screwed. For the answers ask some guru.

I wanna have some fun ... reincarnation!

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from Spiritual Dreams Above Empty Promises (LP), released April 7, 2023

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Walking Bombs Tustin, California

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Solo and collaborative vehicle for musician and writer Morgan Ywain Vink-Lainas Evans (and various friends/artists they admire). Implied Greek tragedy may or may not be included.

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