We biult our prisons stone by stone…

(A COLLAB With Myself)

we all are absolutlely perfect for one another
just not at the same time or same place

lack of inspiration never seems to afflict me
I just let flowers praise the sun of what some other writer seeded

we all are absolutlely perfect for one another
just not at the same time or same place

the trick is to become timeless and placeless
in a far-near future we look on this jail cell as playpen

we all are absolutlely perf►

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