Bird you are rich
By magicdarer
Fri, 29 Apr 2016
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I live cocooned
Marooned in
this brick four walled
cage
Your house is bounded
by your horizon
ever changing
as you fly further
I am poor
I choose to confine
You bird are born free
broken from shell with your beak
My egg was never mine
and its shell was the waters breaking
you are free bird
you flap your wings and fly
while we just use your metaphors
Yet you do look at me
you process my movements
What goes on in that bird brain
Or in your cousin brain
as he shits on his dead father's head
ready for the McNugget
I will stop this madness
It has to stop
Populate mars?
Sure
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well, I guess if we get to
well, I guess if we get to mars it won't be long until we make it like earth.
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