larry Philosopher Poems

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The bird got up from the depths of hell
With a 100 mysteries by its side
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As my hands move on this paper like magic
It seems i was born centuries ago
Incarnations of ideas within me
Giving birth to thoughts that are generations old
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A big fire
Devoured our house yesterday
And it sounded loud like a bomb
Vulcan the god of fire
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The Universe unites in one
And forms in one
In one massive shapeless void
Like that of creation day
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AND

Wondering about like some breathless shadow
Lost in the arms of this powerfull seashore
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Now, carry your guns soldier,
Rush into war
With your guns and knives
Shoot into the sky
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So ride on soldier
And shoot into the skies of remembrance
Don’t say i did not tell thee
Of the times before remembrance
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