I finished the message that I will send to a person
I’ve only spoken to her once, I found her through an article
She wrote about living off-grid in Nebraska
The ground shakes, I will send it today and hope, for the spirit
I will send her my short-summary that took me three-days to write
I asked her for her oracle for the order
Liz, don’t take my words personally if even anything, I was just busting
To the tune that I will hope to one-day sing to, from vast-eon-ago
Every-time, every-time, celestial, when I take a hit, the Earth trembles harder
If I make-it, is it a sign for us to save, the world.
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There’s no-more hit of the herb.
The 22-million