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Tibetan Book Of The Dead (T.B.D.) in the moment I was losing my head readin' too much and losin' my head and I was reachin' forward, I was already there readin' too much and losin' my head this information caused a cut in the line now I'm remembering God and readin' too much it's so nice the print is smaller than the ants in the grass I'll have to put it away now in the morning there are things to be read, words to be said, and food to be fed, but I won't be there. I'll be clutchin' on a megaphone pointed at my head, would you be there, would you kindly, read this word for word so loud and clear, I can't remember it all, it needs to be clear, I tell you, if the feeling drops out of your voice, would you kindly pick it up this is how, I'll go out tonight dressed in blue, by the book tonight this is how, I'll go out tonight but I don't need a book. we're talkin' anchors, talkin' ships, we're talkin' seas, we're talkin' everything you need you should be workin' now, not only askin' how and the whereabouts of where you'll be. I don't suspect you will be thinking when the brain is dead and the mind has taken over, this is a skill, this is not a game, where have you been, are you with us? can you hear us? got the megaphone pointed at you
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