HIDE AND SEEK FROM THE CULTURAL HELL
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Do not hide in the mirage of a trapped wall
It gives creatures a survival fight
It is leisure of hide and seek; it is like
Scraping the being of a life-a soul from a suicidal fall
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Enter the intestinal maze of cyanide
The beloved toxin is like a train that imbues the night
As the stranger arrives in the inferno's delight.
Am not I intimated, don't we want to
Cringe with the subtle apprehension?
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No shall the precarious tiger-eye be a cogent illusion
Maybe if the spirit soul seeker impugns are spaces
Then we will be the devious devils on a wild goose chase
For a meditation is a frenzied, rabid being!
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Have the deer skin medicine bag ready
Which was given from a shaman for the moment of praying
For the ambiguous shall give a demise from a sacred heart.
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