i remember when i was a kid ...we never stopped singing ... them doors were wide open three stories in the air ... ♫♫♫♫♫ænd on the other side of that threshold no one could define infinite the world was ... ours wrapped up like a blanket like we dint know whos its was anyways and we were just here to play ... i dont care bout the fact that i care too much ... some times when it fronts itself as toys it gets serious and you realeyez that your just a bubble the friendliest of toys ... so content with its breif infitestmemalnourished balloon like existence ...but some times when you tick you tock too
i dont understand why your still mad ...
i DINT LEAVE YOU AT THE BOTTOM OF THE OCEAN!
i DINT LEAVE YOU AT THE BOTTOM OF THE RIVER!
i DINT LEAVE YOU AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE!
i DINT LEAVE YOU AT THE BOTTOM OF THE POND!
i DINT LEAVE YOU AT THE BOTTOM OF THE POOL OR PUDDLE@!
we were kicked into a peat bog after a having one of the last vertebrae in our neck slipped from our skul
we're in this together ...
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after i died i floated down a stream being pulled by the ankles ... bound by a rope to a baby turtle who had not been born yet ... was i a toy to the tail that told stories of where its going and when its been ... a turtle has no memory and like the elephant it never forgets ... i got the courage to lift my head as i was re-born breached into a different body ... but hey skul you put on this hat ... i just asked the question of whether or not you wanted to wear it.
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