Pre-prehistoric-predator shock. Stolen twice a key you borrow, seeing eyes blind with sorrow. If a beat to nerve connects lost blood regrets, in coffee fields with fondu sets. River ink me meets you, future worlds to given few. Solider, solider tanks grenades, watch #life's dance-light grey the shades. Nothing learnt when we went back, the world was spun back in its track. The crab shell earth look you'll see, would you let a crab just be. Upside down a spin in hell, #life-tales to tell no one to sell. Electric spark, love,trust, lost time warp a static crust, Dr..who, who can we trust. Feel a word your shadow seeks, teeth chatter, tongue, spits noise, speaks. Rewinding analog finger clock, earth in pre-prehistoric-predator shock.
Honza
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