This is the blog where I will answer questions from the "Big Book Of If" Volume 3.
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a lil' something
Prayed for an angel
To come in the night to
Turn some sweet light on me
You are some kind of miracle to me...
Sunday, August 15, 2004
I walk in and it smells clean
Close your eyes and imagine that
My soul is clean
Nothing dirty in my mind lurked
Open your eyes and see
The dust
The dirt
The clutter
The inconsistency of a well-maintained subterfuge
The tumultuous core
Straighten up
Wipe the slate clean
Clear your mind
Become what you seem
Am I talking to me?
Listen
See
The sheets are clean but the floor is dirty
Hmh