I.V 94s Poems

Harmonica harmonica
you're my bitsyditsydoo
harp harp
to the beat
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My eyes are heavy as I type these words

All I want
is to be tired
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Confusion like the clown climbing
to reach the fun
Children laughing
because of pity
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Trips runs walks jogs journeys travels
Try saying that fast
Eventually you'll get it right
But when that happens
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Bringing it out in the light
Seeing that everything is fine
Working on the moves of glory
Watching it all fade like dandelions
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Music sets the mode
the mood and the gloom

Music we like
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One choice
Breathe

Why
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Bury bury me down

Once upon a time I buried me down
I wanted to escape from all sound
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I had the holistic pictures
The pictures that told me
all about perfection
What I would have
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I say I wont
That's true
But if I
could find my way
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