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Green-yellow Blues
Wings of paper are easily burnt
how such a simple thing can be so hard to remember is beyond me
how many times now?
how many times have we set ourselves up for an easily avoidable downfall?
and yet, it seems so important to fail
When the day finally comes
and we realize the brilliance of our mistakes
will we be smart enough to see where we could have suceeded?
will we be able to burn away the excess and feed the belly so the soul may grow?
or will we, yet again, only create more disastors in the name of progress?
Tell me, does a firefly die when it rains?
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Wholeheartedly yours,
The Good Reverend Dirtbag
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